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http://community.livejournal.com/the_love_hotel/948704.html?thread=70808032#t70808032

In reference to the above, I had the conversation below. And I wish I hadn't.

(11:57:11 AM) P: I think all the bottoms don't care HOW the top puts the lube "in reach"
(11:57:15 AM) P: JUST AS LONG AS IT IS.
(11:57:30 AM) P: he can wield ice and silence, he can dig up a bottle of lube.
(11:57:34 AM) Elf: dude that was a panic moment actually
(11:57:52 AM) Elf: I was all "fuck everyone's naked, all the clothing is miles away, whhaaaaaa garden what do lubricate in a GARDEN
(11:58:04 AM) Elf: then I remembered that I had cleverly rendered it a ROMAN garden
(11:58:10 AM) Elf: and ROMAN oil lamps use olive oil
(11:58:12 AM) P: hahahahahaha oh I love the rules you set for yourself
(11:58:23 AM) P: yes I was glad it was vegetable oil  :(
(11:58:37 AM) Elf: I wanted almond but couldn't excuse it.
(11:58:40 AM) P: meanwhile, I would be like it's the Love Hotel. the hotel provides.
(11:58:51 AM) Elf: hahaha I suppose that's reasonable after all
(11:59:09 AM) P: each physical avatar comes with spontaneously lubricating orifices!
(11:59:13 AM) P: and no gag reflex.
(11:59:25 AM) P: and dicknipples.
(11:59:46 AM) P: and a weird hidden fold behind the knee for extra fucking.

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