

Lovely DisgraceYeah, I licked the salsa container You'll just have to deal with it It's not like that's all I'm eating I ordered a meal with itLovely Disgrace
Tired of restrictions on the business of lickin' I feel smitten by the social graces that are written Engraved in our brains But our desires they're not fittin'
Like that extra bit of food to be licked or bitten While I'm just sittin' here--yeah, I'm just sittin' Eyeing that salsa there--oozin' and drippin' An old proper lady, her tea she'll be spittin' When she sees my poor manners That're strictly forbidden
Her


Moon PeopleJack's dusty Chevy Impalla was now a good 100 feet behind, sitting idly on the side of the road, amongst the wide stretches of potato fields. Jack strode along, frustrated, staring angrily at his cell phone, the "no service" signal mocking him. He didn't know what he was looking for...a phone, a gas station...anything, really. "I wanted to see what there was in this country," Jack said to himself, "and all there is is fucking potatoes."Moon People
He contemplated his reddish car sitting back there, it's empty tank of gas, and how he had unfortunately learned the answer to the question: "what if I
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