the.argumentative.bong

“I said, I ain't buyin' no chocolate covered cherries."

"Oh, come on. You know you want to."

D shook his head like Jack was just too much to be believed. "I do not either want to, and them candies makes me think of my grandmother, so it's real fuckin' weird that you turned 'em inta some kinda sex fantasy, okay? 'Cause then I get all mixed up in my head where I'm in my grandma's livin' room makin' Play-Doh french fries while you suck my dick and that's just ten kinds of wrong. Even I ain't that fucked up."

Jack laughed. "Not yet you aren't." He looked at D's face, smiling with him.”
― Jane Seville, Zero at the Bone

“There is no normal, not really. Not a right and a wrong way to be. But there is belonging.”
― Heidi Cullinan, Carry the Ocean

“Swept yer chimney!” D howled. “Aw shit, that is fuckin’ rich!”
― Jane Seville, Zero at the Bone

“Saw you out there in the garden. Looked so damn...fine," he said, quietly. "Was like I hadta have ya, right then. Bubbled up like...I dunno, puke or somethin'." Jack chuckled. "You sure have a way with words, D.”
― Jane Seville, Zero at the Bone