Thank you tiny carYou hate relying on your sister for anything, but since the raid is in less than an hour you know you need the soda fast. Also, Claire will be there. The girls pile in the car, and you wedge yourself between Claire and the door. It's a tight squeeze and you like it.
As the car goes down the road, you can't help but bump against her and every breath you take in is filled with her scent. Your eyes slowly close as you sink into ecstasy. Time, movement, and the entire world fade away as you are consumed with passion. She seems to notice a difference in your breathing and shakes your leg to make sure you're okay. Do you open your eyes, tell her you're fine, and converse with her or do you just stay silent, drowning in her scent and enjoying her touch?
Celebrate diversity and inclusiveness at your next protest by not calling Donald Trump a nasty little-hands pisspig bitch.
A true patriot has exactly seven t-shirts, with seven slight variations on a single phrase that tell one powerful story. This is that tale.
The Something Awful front page news tackles anything both off and on the Internet. Mostly "on" though, as we're all incredible nerds.