Look. I know that you'll all think I'm weird, but he insisted on it. Alex has always been that... type. He would make assuming faces at me from across the room, his eyes would flitter over my delicious bosom. I knew he wanted me. And he knew I wanted him.

It started in the dark. He would sit across from me and stare, though he knew that I couldn't say anything in protest or do anything out of fear, he would still do it.

I had almost begun to get used to it when it started. With those eyes of deep, chocolate brown, he would reach forward ever so slightly, and he would touch my breast. I knew that this was only going to get worse, and so I opened my mouth to protest. I tried to scream, but only clucking came out. And then he plucked me, plucked me so ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hard and it felt so painfully good. The singe of fire across my skin was so intense, I could hardly breathe. And then he ate me, because I'm a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ chicken and this is what you get for reading this ♥♥♥♥.

I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for mountain dew, I can tell you I don't have dew. But what I do have are a very particular set of memes, memes I have acquired over a very long career. Memes that make me a nightmeme for people like you. If you let my doritos go now, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will meme you...

+rep , awesome awper