| Literature / Prose / Fiction / Romance / Erotic | ©2009-2012 ~heliumgirl77 |
"Oh, those are fabulous!" cried Mr. Wonka. "They fill you with bubbles, and the bubbles are full of a special kind of gas, and this gas is so terrifically lifting that it lifts you right off the ground just like a balloon, and up you go until your head hits the ceiling and there you stay."
"But how do you come down again?" asked little Charlie.
"You do a burp, of course," said Mr Wonka. "You do a great big long rude burp, and up comes the gas and down comes you!......But don't drink it outdoors! There's no knowing how high up you'll be carried if you do that."
Don't steal fizzy lifting drinks!
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Mankind's reach does not escape his grasp, it exceeds his nerve.
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OC Commentary
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Racutio: Anyone seen my metal toothpick? I left it in my den.
Flaris: *lights a new cigar and puffs it* I think I saw Glacier with it.
Racutio: ...Why?
Flaris: She worships you...
Racutio: ...Right...
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OC Commentary
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Racutio: Anyone seen my metal toothpick? I left it in my den.
Flaris: *lights a new cigar and puffs it* I think I saw Glacier with it.
Racutio: ...Why?
Flaris: She worships you...
Racutio: ...Right...
Thanks ! This was a fun one to write....I kept thinking I was giving too much away at each stage, but it worked out.
So happy I watch you
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Serial Knitter.
I'm here because Laura Torch died. (If you get it, have a cookie).
My Knitting Blog: [link]
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Serial Knitter.
I'm here because Laura Torch died. (If you get it, have a cookie).
My Knitting Blog: [link]
The description was flawless. I could feel like she did. Really awesome. There's always a hint of ballooning existentialism when you talk about floating away. I love it
The ice cube on a summer day image was great. Then again, all the images here are great.