Ok, so there are cooks who like to wear their scars like proud battle wounds. In reality it's more like a seven year old running to mommy for a band aid. The shock drives one towards comfort and consolation, towards attention. So these badges of labor are sported as big red fucking signs screaming out for 'mommy kisses'. That being said. I burned the shit out of myself. It's significant in that it's the largest burn I've received, not the most acute. Really not any worse than a bad sunburn, but still impressive in surface area. Regardless i am still open to any sympathy, coddling and or 'mommy kisses'. (Note that 'mommy kisses' is in quotes. Actual mommies are not required, it is simply the spirit of the action that is important.)
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It's even more impressive in person. Pussy! How's that for mommy kisses?
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