NOS4A2

by Joe Hill

pale, creamy mommy tits,

Ew

You could look at birds all your life without ever knowing what was a sparrow and what was a blackbird, but we all know a swan when we see it.

full mommy breast.

Gag me

“Mm,” said Peace-not-War. “Well. That’s helpful. We’ll put an APB out on the Gingerbread Man. I’m not hopeful it’ll do us much good, though. Word on the street is you can’t catch him.”

mommy tits—he

This man (hill) has mommy issues is2g

That coat adds +5 to all armor rolls.

Bro has clearly never played DND

“My first wife was a difficult woman. Hard to satisfy. Most redheads are.

The blood of a redheaded woman is three degrees cooler than the blood of a normal woman. This has been established by medical studies.”

Oop! 🤣🤣🤣

Men, she thought, were one of the world’s few sure comforts, like a fire on a cold October night, like cocoa, like broken-in slippers. Their clumsy affections, their bristly faces, and their willingness to do what needed to be done—cook an omelet, change lightbulbs, make with hugging—sometimes almost made being a woman fun.

Their propensity to murder and rape aside. 🙄🙄🙄

He believed in his own decency with all his heart. So it was with every true monster, Vic supposed.

Time softened, ran with the sweet drag of syrup trickling down the side of a bottle.