So ok its Friday the 13th most people run and fucking freak out about this day. No flipping clue why people are so superstitious. Maybe its the freak in me but I love when the 13th falls on a Friday I just feel this bolt of electricity fly through my veins. I literally felt it last night and really should of been posting this blog at might night to welcome it in with the rest of the like minded freaks but really I was busy on the most sublime extreme phone sex call ever. One that got my whole body vibrating. It was a cannibal fantasy.
See I told you it was one in which my eyes were rolling back in my heads in pure delight. Really it was nothing more than talking about the perfect way in which to prepare the body for consumption and how to go about getting your meat but in the end it just rolled together in something that had my mind twisting and turning in extreme heaven. For I know not everyone shares in my taboo thoughts but those that do. Its amazing when we meet up.
Yes I know your sitting there saying Devon please share those thought now. Perhaps just a tidbit. Asked him if he froze the meat for later consumption. No only liked it fresh. Made sense to me for I dont really enjoy meat I bring out of the freezer and allow to thaw out. I would much rather have the stuff that is fresh where the blood runs free when you slice it.
Do you have any cannibalistic ideas? I know there are only a few hours left upon my favorite day so lets make the most of them with either a cannibal fantasy or maybe some snuff.
Ask for Devon Smith
