Erstwhile Muse

Fucki-O's

the <q>frosted</q> new breakfast treat....

So in random IM chatting with a friend, I used the utterly made up phrase fuckies to describe how little I knew about upcoming plans for the weekend, as in beats the fuckies outta me. This of course brought about general confusion in the discussion, which in the particular mood I was in at that moment only prompted me to further enhance it with the concept of Fucki-O's, the lightly frosted new breakfast treat. Let's just say that it was apparently a success, as it was then posited that apparently I am in need of some form of help, I am assuming of the psychiatric kind.

Maybe if the world is truly unfortunate, I may have to get a-photoshopping—I wonder what Google image search will come up with for bukkake?

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