No way! Please tell me you don't eat doughnuts and bacon together!
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Now, if you think you may take offence at my story do not read on! Remember, it involves a priest and a banana. :nonono:
So, many, many years ago when I was in twenties I had not a care in the world and my wickedness would run rampantly unchecked. :evil:
One day I decided it was time I went on another adventure so planned a trip around Australia.
One leg of that journey was a camping trip down through central Australia. There were about thirty us of varying ages and professions, all strangers thrown together for trip of a lifetime.
Hidden amongst us was a quiet, reflective sort of man in his early thirties. This piqued my interest, as it does, so I decided I would sit next to Dan one day and probe a little deeper into what he did for a living. Dan was standoffish and aloof, I do believe I denoted a touch of arrogance in his countenance and felt that was particularly unwarranted. He eventually acquiesced to my questions and told me he was a priest. I was somewhat shocked by this! Not that he was a priest so much but that he held himself above others. :nonono:
Poor Dusty, she didn't understand. How could this cold and aloof man be a priest. Did he not have any feelings or compassion? So Dusty had a revelation, one might say, and she decided she would make it her mission to see if this man was capable of the sort of emotions we mortals felt. Dusty was also very irreverent. :redface:
It was a bright and sunny Winters day and we stopped to partake of some morning tea. As we stretched out under the canopy of glorious ghost gum I decided my particular fare that day would be a banana. As I was peeling the said fare I noticed Dan sitting a little way away watching me. He obviously did not notice that I had seen him as he continued to stare at me. I don't know what came over me but as I started to guide the banana toward my mouth and between my lips I stopped, I didn't take the bite that Dan was expecting but rather I started slipping the banana in and out of my mouth in a slow show of what one would call fellatio. I could see Dan was mesmerised and so the show lasted much longer than I had originally intended. He snapped out of it when I took a bite out of the said banana. As I finished my morning tea I idled over to Dan, he was very red in the face and I enquired after him...are you well Dan? You look a little...bothered. He couldn't speak and was bent over with his arms folded across his lap. I didn't know what to think but the only conclusion I could come to was that Dan was human after all.
St Dusty of Oz.