Fantasy Eating

It's dark and it's just around the corner from me, so if I was squiring a young lady (or, fuck it, an old, withered, dried-out, bitter, angry, empty-dried-out-titties-swinging-like- numchucks, furious at men, horrible old bag who happens to be a member of the female gender) I would take her here. But, zut alas! Right now, it's just me and Bustah, my crime-solving stuffed lamb little buddy. He's awesome!!