If You Eat, Do Not Read
I hate it when I have cravings for slurpee after I already had a brownie. We think that a brownie every morning is good enough, but as of late, it is just not suffice for my stomach. It needs a slurpee as well.
I hate it especially when the desire strikes when I board a crowded bus, with the aircon turn off. The stale air, the stuffy feeling just adds to the discomfort. Your stomach makes a point. A Huge Point. A Very Uncomfortable Point.
So, all you can do is give in and make that Slurpee as best and as quick as you can. The after-effect...Satisfaction. The feeling of intense fulfilment and relief is beyond words. It is just there to be swirled away with pleasure. With a smile on your face.
That's Good Shit, my friend.
I hate it especially when the desire strikes when I board a crowded bus, with the aircon turn off. The stale air, the stuffy feeling just adds to the discomfort. Your stomach makes a point. A Huge Point. A Very Uncomfortable Point.
So, all you can do is give in and make that Slurpee as best and as quick as you can. The after-effect...Satisfaction. The feeling of intense fulfilment and relief is beyond words. It is just there to be swirled away with pleasure. With a smile on your face.
That's Good Shit, my friend.
