I would, too. Well, dude, it's Joe fucking Dick *g* \o/ I'd feel him up too. On the WWJD side of things [omg isn't there a joe dick in cross pose in hcl, because that'd be an awesome icon] he isn't going to lead a groping party
I want to stroke his belly. It's probably ticklish. Hugh's arse...mmm...wow, drifted off
and mrs_laugh_track's entry's pure gold. It's a thing of utter beauty. joe dick as the messiah- Catch your own motherfucking fishes, I'm turning the desert sand into coke over here.
That's because Joe would just be, like, I really want to touch your tits. And not, I have a scientific research going on here. The main idea is to make woman feel less bad about their bodies. That is, if I like their tits.
except, of course, this is the kind of thing that makes clueless idiots go, "oh, you don't mind if you can CHOOSE who objectifies you". to which i say: "way to get yet totally miss the fucking point, thicko."
ok. a bath plus dubious joe dick thoughts will definitely cheer me up. then i shall return! with, uh. joe dick and kittens? (i talked about that with c! he would totally accidentally adopt a stray in the pre-HCL days. a skinny, gingery stray kitten with big, blue eyes that ignores him 50% the time and alternates between demands for petting and scratching him for no good reason the rest.
and okay, he feels pretty fucking weird calling for Billy to come get some fucking kibble, but the feeling he gets when Billy doesn't come back for the whole night is just the same as before. He gets too darn pleased when he outwits a mangy little kitten, and finds himself playing the same sorts of games as he did with Billy. He ignores him at the same time as twitching a piece of string and it's like Billy's in the room with him, looking at him cautiously, not wanting to be fooled but. Wanting.
Billy sits on his shoulders and only purrs when there's other noise going on. He could probably play a mean E ninth with flattened sixth if he wasn't busy hunting the balls of fluff under Joe's couch.
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man that's a good thought
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is it wrong that i would totally let joe touch my tits? /u\
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I would, too. Well, dude, it's Joe fucking Dick *g* \o/ I'd feel him up too. On the WWJD side of things [omg isn't there a joe dick in cross pose in hcl, because that'd be an awesome icon] he isn't going to lead a groping party
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er, where was i?
oh yeah. just skimming mrs_laugh_track's entry has sent my brain to Wrong Crack Places. biblical AU with joe dick as the messiah please! *needs help*
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and mrs_laugh_track's entry's pure gold. It's a thing of utter beauty. joe dick as the messiah- Catch your own motherfucking fishes, I'm turning the desert sand into coke over here.
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i might make him take the fingerless gloves off though.
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I will take them from you. But if you're smart, you'll let me
And the fingerless gloves are part of the appeal....
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except, of course, this is the kind of thing that makes clueless idiots go, "oh, you don't mind if you can CHOOSE who objectifies you". to which i say: "way to get yet totally miss the fucking point, thicko."
ok. a bath plus dubious joe dick thoughts will definitely cheer me up. then i shall return! with, uh. joe dick and kittens? (i talked about that with c! he would totally accidentally adopt a stray in the pre-HCL days. a skinny, gingery stray kitten with big, blue eyes that ignores him 50% the time and alternates between demands for petting and scratching him for no good reason the rest.
joe calls him billy.)
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I hate you! The idea of such things makes me wibble!
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and okay, he feels pretty fucking weird calling for Billy to come get some fucking kibble, but the feeling he gets when Billy doesn't come back for the whole night is just the same as before. He gets too darn pleased when he outwits a mangy little kitten, and finds himself playing the same sorts of games as he did with Billy. He ignores him at the same time as twitching a piece of string and it's like Billy's in the room with him, looking at him cautiously, not wanting to be fooled but. Wanting.
Billy sits on his shoulders and only purrs when there's other noise going on. He could probably play a mean E ninth with flattened sixth if he wasn't busy hunting the balls of fluff under Joe's couch.
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joeeee!
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