#weak attempt

[garthnightmare]

190: History of a friendship

They'd been friends for many years. They met at a church camp planning meeting- though ironically neither actually attended, that's where they first met one another.

It was one of those rare significant moments which one can recognise is going to be significant at the time. He remembered, later, talking far too much about whale penises (specifically the fact that they were called dorks and were 12 meters long) especially for a first meeting. His friend-to-be would later assure him that it was that moment they knew that here, amid the glazed-eyed, shiny-faced Young Believers, was somebody worth talking to.

They wpuld write down emails on a spare piece of paper, curling at the edges. He would end up keeping that paper as a memento of their meeting, their strange, awkward meeting.

They chatted off and on online, here and there, enough to fan the flames of a burgeoning friendship, and stir them into life.

It was all that was needed, once upon a time. People actively sought out companionship, were fires waiting to be enkindled, rather than cold ashes, closed to everyone.

[1000-year-old-virgin]

Juice Menace - Weak Attempt

[an-unlikely-duo]

Hey, if you think about it, Gavin banged his way to Detective rank. Gave his superiors blow jobs whenever they asked, let them bang him day or night. That's the only way he could even achieve Detective rank. All he is in the DPD is a walking sex doll. I'm sure once his superiors get tired of him, they'll just hand him over to a strip club, where people will just do whatever they want with him. And I'm sure he'll LOVE it. After all he is a slut. (Sorry! Just wanted to make Reed mad or sad!)

Break my Muse

“Yeah!” Gavin snorts. That was some next level bullshit and it was more funny to hear than upsetting. “I mean I did offer some superiors sexual favors, especially when I was younger, but no one ever took the bait. Especially not Fowler, he is just so up and above in rules.” he shook his head. It would take more than that to bring his ego down. 

“But fuck you, I would never work in a strip club, I’m really bad at taking orders in the bedroom. So that would be no career path for me. If shit doesn’t work out with the Police I considered military, just like my old man.” Walking Sex doll. Pfff. That’s what androids were for. That’s why human hookers slowly went out of Business. Fucking plastic pricks  

[lesbiansavingthrow]

you can answer the phonecall in the past and max just says “wrong number” as if joyce wouldn’t know maxs voice ???

[funy0n]

I'm in Colorado Haha more like coloRADo

[s-aiden]

The cliche about firemen couldn't be further from the truth

[r-e-e-d-blog]

If some starts screaming, would anyone reply?

No.

Because there's no whisper, not even a drama-filled day. We're on a roll, guys. Proud, undeniably proud of you all.