why eat a rawdog when you can have a corndog?
corn(hole)dog?

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why eat a rawdog when you can have a corndog?
corn(hole)dog?
fifthunch replied to your post: today on this blog: rosita wants to fight, she’s...
*cries all over the dash*
if you came here for a good time i have some nEWS FOR YOU
talk classy, act nasty by eric raleigh
new single droppin’ this fall
@fifthunch is mvp status !!
❝ am i looking at ... PEPPERONI right now ? ❞ a look of both confusion && disgust appeared on eric’s face as his daughter was held at arms length , CHUNKY LEGS sticking out of a onesie that’s print seemed to be ... yeah , it was without a doubt photorealistic p e p p e r o n i . ❝ where did they find this ? ❞
━━ & ❛ WE NEED TO TALK . ❜ face first he fell onto the bed , exhaustion having sucked away any chance of making the move look graceful . ━━ & ❛ if i throw an idea your way can you just THINK about it before saying no ? ❜ eric certainly wasn’t looking forward to the upcoming conversation a conversation they were GOING TO HAVE with or without aaron’s willing participation .
━━ & @fifthunch * unwanted starter oops
* the air SMELLED LIKE COPPER , quiet except for the occasional scraping of a boot across gravel or a low sob from one of the women on the ground . eric felt for them , when he could feel anything at all , but the majority of his energy was being used to BREATHE . in & out , slow & steady . legs numb with realization that hadn’t quite sunk in yet .
* his mind , once so ready for a fight , stopped functioning the moment the lights went on , a familiar face sending any hope of rational thought out the window . it was either feel EVERYTHING or feel NOTHING AT ALL ; & for his own safety , for THEIR safety , he chose the latter , choosing to operate on little more than muscle memory .
* it worked , for a while . but as the sun came up , as the dreamlike quality of the night was replaced by the gritty reality of day , eric couldn’t help but to reach forward ; a movement small enough to go unnoticed by those around him , bringing him just close enough to rest blood splattered knuckles on the back of aaron’s neck . ━━ & ❛ just keep your mouth shut when he gets back , ❜ his words were a rough whisper , somewhere between threat & request . ━━ & ❛ you’ll be fine , it’s almost over . ❜
━━ & @fifthunch * ♡’d for a saviors starter .
@fifthunch 💋’d
❝ i can’t sleep when the car is moving . ❞ an obvious lie , evident by both whiny tone && the fact that he had no problem sleeping only house before . restless feet went from dashboard to floor , boots caked with mud leaving a crumbly trail . ❝ aren’t you t i r e d t o o ? aaron , pull over . please ? pleasepleaseplease ? ❞ by the time sentence had concluded eric was practically in the drivers seat , aaron’s earlobe soon trapped between sharp teeth , driving safety the furthest thing from his mind only an IDIOT could crash on an empty road .
fifthunch replied to your post “a thought: eric’s spirit being attached to alexandria/their home, and...”
stop hurting my dash
pcisoner replied to your post “a thought: eric’s spirit being attached to alexandria/their home, and...”
MY HEART HURTS UR BLOCKED