Recedite, plebes! Gero rem imperialem. (tres_faux) wrote in martinithink,
Recedite, plebes! Gero rem imperialem.

Oral exams.

Beautiful tonyz21 asked about oral fixations ...

And this is rather odd, because I've never considered this before. I distinctly remember from the earliest days of childhood chewing on pens and pencils till they broke, leaving me with graphite or ink in my mouth, as well as destroying plastic cups, straws and the strings on my jacket with regularity and aplomb.

However, I don't chew on ANYTHING now. (Other than martini olives and cock.)

How did this come to pass? Here's my theory: I went through a period in my life where I went to raves with horrifying regularity. And at raves, one does drugs. One drug in particular causes you to grind your teeth and chew on anything in your mouth. Ecstasy. Mmmmm. And thus the entire cult of the pacifier with ravers revolves around the need to not chew the fuck out of your toungue.

But for some reason, since that period, I no longer feel the need to chew on things.

And Tony, the wax on those paper cups is disgusting. Freak.
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