He(yes I said he) wakes up. What will a wake up be without a yawn. He yawns. He Stretches. He checks his time. 6.00am. "Mouth has got to be awake". "Ahhh...yes. I sense him now". He grins.
He grins. "Water huh??" "When will he learn I'm here to stay??" He shakes his head. "O well....I might as well enjoy myself" "next stop, surfing hehe!!" He spots his huge barlike surfboard.
"Urgghhhh...I hate the smell of this ish". He shuts his eyes and stops breathing. "It stings, it stings" ":(". He hears Mouth laughing at him. Apparently he had laughed at mouth a while back when mouth was receiving his own daily torture. He frowns.
The sting has lessened. He now moves about freely multiplying. He hates being lonely. "Hello friends!!" "Who wants to play" He begins his game of tag. Bliss!!!
"What is that breeze??" They all stretch. Bliss.
Now let's recap. We are going to go back in time. Pay attention.
Joe wakes up. He yawns and stretches. "Urgghhh what's that smell??" "I better brush my teeth and get in th shower pronto"
He whistles as he scrubs himself. Bar soap in hand, he attacks his armpits. "Ahhhh water" ":)"
He uses his deodarant. He blows into his palms. Mouth, check!!! He is ready to go to work.
He doesn't know why he sweats so much. "Arrggghhh!!" He can feel the effect of the deodorant begin to lessen. He tries not to stretch too much. "Damn, this office is HOT!!" He keeps perspiring.
He can't help himself. He stretches right infront of the fan. "Ooohhh bliss". He opens his eyes and notices his associates are staring at him. Apparently the room now smells funny. He goes back to his seat and makes a mental note to get a stronger deodorant.
Back at his flat, he gets ready for bed. It was a long day. He yawns. He is tired. He sleeps.
A few minutes later, we hear two little voices.
A: "Goodnight Mouth!!"
A:"tomorrow is another day"
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