☆ October 19, 2011 ☆

Louis is nasty. Between the sips and dry heaves, I detect this faint pleasure. I can’t tell if it’s the pleasure of blended raw mice, the pleasure from attention or perceived admiration, or the pleasure of punishing his own body. All I know is, Louis is gross. And he’s so good-looking! And their British accents make drinking blended mice sound dignified: “Can you not down it?”

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