Category: Romance and Relationships
Fine Flying Finn Fucked off with thumping Lovehearts in his red blurred eyes
-Hot stuff, he shouted down the streets of the hot stuffs shit area of residence
-get your arse down here, spring has arrived,
i mean, it´s almost summer....
Time for adventure, a roadtrip to the coast or such, wherever really, Reigate even, like some fucking happy go lucky hippie, peace love and satisfaction, he would take off with this bird, Lovejoy and get some, while the sea or fresh air would take her breath away, he´s nob her down & finally have the opportunity to take his mind of the load of dustrats he´d been stackiing away during winter, all gathering under the carpet, bankfuckingbills & that loan to his gran, the neighbours rawl ¨bout vague remeberence of burglery he might have not or might have done in absence of memory and all the shit he wasn´t some idiot cableguy who´d bind himself to anyone, he just wanted to relax for some satisfaction for fucks sake!
well whatever..sexaddict or what, he sure was a man that outgrown his binliner nappies, now ready to get some taste of lifes fun before he´d for sure sort some of that shit out...
He was sure that this mini-journey, this time, god damnit, the road would take him somewhere, not just to elephant and casastles roundabout back and forth over the river dragging his feet in teh muddy banks of the yakky river of thames
Billybay Lovejoy Babydoo
was the name of his resent lovess.
A girl of decent calibre,
would shoot a hoot any time
Well , she bloody wasn´t answering or showing that face of hers through the window,
pearls scattered outsie her gate, probably that tranny who lived opposite Billyboy Lovejoy Babydoo...Loved her fucking name..
rang the bell...no response
He better get upstairs and get her himself....doors locked, & loud strips of music coming through, no answer,
listening through the crack of her broken door, last week he banged on it too hard in a drunken moment with Jelousy accompanioned a heavy minded turned paranoid night from bashes of too much booze and weed and clashes with random peoploeoeosious....
he saw her through the keyhole, that horny bird, craving all mens attentaion, that´s what he really like about her at he same time really bothered with...
Cause...Now the bitch was wearing that scanky silky robe of hers, stained under her arms and neck, with half of her arse hanging out watching half bemused glaced eyelids down, smirking while some other motherfucking guy were tapdancing for her looking all wildeyed bewildered with lust....
Fine Flying Finns hands twitched and long claws drew from his fingertips as he silently tore away another piece of Billyboy Lovejoy Babydoo´s door, ate the splinter & walked downstairs balancing the part that once might had been a heart on his head, do so, practising proud posture, making his way out with some excellent grace, who a minute ago had hopes for an easy way out, mind abundance, now snared with doubts of his value as a man with something to do, the purpose of sun , the purpose of today, the possum of purpose..
Fine Flying Finn got on a bus to south bank, sat down with his can of whatever, scratched his vesslelike face and thought no more of ill Billyboy Lovejoy BAbydoo....
4 years ago
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