I had a discussion with Jesus today about importance of Global Warming. He said that 'Warming' is a good thing because then we would be able to harvest Siberia. E pointed out that 'Global Warming' gets its bad rep from the name. I mean 'global' sounds pretty bad to an idiot, right? I argued back that if we would have Global Warming, then Chinese would invade the Russian Asian border and reduce the country to only its western side... which would be really bad, right? I mean, who would take seriously a country that's NOT nearly 1/6th of the Earth's surface. See, my point is exactly that. Russia won't be able to bully any of the Eastern European countries. Therefore, Russia should try to prevent global warming at all costs. Jesus gave another good idea: penguine farming.It's a good idea. Those birds are pretty fat, so we can make I don't know.. bacon out it. Not only will we benefit from MORE food but also we might stop global warming because it'll be in our economical interest.
I don't know why I read smut. It's so bad and horrible and Un-Christian like... but at least I get to pass the time.
"Something's telling me the same thing," Sullivan said with an amused smile. He could feel his own adrenaline rushing, and his hands were shaking slightly in anticipation. Although John probably thought so, Sullivan had not been lying before. He had been so close to losing his control and begging for more in front of that restaurant that it was almost frightening. He never, ever lost control.
Sullivan's hands moved to the sides of John's face as their lips mashed together. The kiss was perfectly vicious and passionate; Sullivan couldn't remember the last time he'd felt that, and he liked it much more than he would perhaps care to admit.
"You are," he said as he broke the kiss a good few minutes later, completely breathless, "...entirely..." he nipped gently at John's neck and shoulder before beginning to pull John's shirt over his head, "...too clothed."
I don't know why I read smut. It's so bad and horrible and Un-Christian like... but at least I get to pass the time.
"Something's telling me the same thing," Sullivan said with an amused smile. He could feel his own adrenaline rushing, and his hands were shaking slightly in anticipation. Although John probably thought so, Sullivan had not been lying before. He had been so close to losing his control and begging for more in front of that restaurant that it was almost frightening. He never, ever lost control.
Sullivan's hands moved to the sides of John's face as their lips mashed together. The kiss was perfectly vicious and passionate; Sullivan couldn't remember the last time he'd felt that, and he liked it much more than he would perhaps care to admit.
"You are," he said as he broke the kiss a good few minutes later, completely breathless, "...entirely..." he nipped gently at John's neck and shoulder before beginning to pull John's shirt over his head, "...too clothed."
by Person I don't Know