Pink Eye
Monk
Here I was drinking the water that came from my banana pepper jar which always makes me want to puke, but I can't stop drinking it. It's like the forbidden fruit of pickle juice. Smells gross. Tastes gross. Even makes me reflexively gag every time the stuff touches my taste buds. Yet, I can't stop drinking it. It's as if I'm drawn to this forbidden pickle juice liquid. It pulls at my inner desires. Promising to satisfy even the most gluttonous of craving. Is this the sensations that Eve had afore she committed the cardinal sin? Biting into that intoxicating fruit which the Lord warned her not.
Anyways. There I was. Sitting there drinking this crap about to throw up, when it just dawned on me; we can change names now, without asking DU? That's pretty cool.
Anyways. There I was. Sitting there drinking this crap about to throw up, when it just dawned on me; we can change names now, without asking DU? That's pretty cool.