I'm Reading Naked Lunch, by William S. Burroughs

[SnakeClock]

It's really weird.

[buttplug]

I'm reading A Game of Thrones, it's FUCKING AWESOME

[SnakeClock]

Do one of the characters have a round, disk mouth lined with sensitive, erectile black hairs? Is he blind from shooting in the eyeball, have his nose and palate been eaten away sniffing H, is his body a mass of scar tissue hard and dry as wood? Can he only eat the shit now with that mouth, sometimes swaying out on a long tube of ectoplasm, feeling for the silent frequency of junk?

[Sombra]

Some fucking drug addict has cut my cocaine with Saniflush!

[Topcatyo]

So do naked people have lunch at any point?

[Sombra]

So do naked people have lunch at any point?

Ever pop coke in the mainline? It hits you right in the brain, activating connections of pure Pleasure. The pleasure of morphine is in the viscera. You listen down into yourself after a shot. But C is electricity through the brain, and the C yen is of the brain alone a need without body and without feeling. The C-charged brain is a berserk pinball machine, flashing blue and pink lights in electric orgasm. C pleasure could be felt by a thinking machine, the first stirrings of hideous insect life. The craving for C lasts only a few hours, as long as the C channels are stimulated. Of course the effect of C could be produced by an electric current activating the C channels....

[SnakeClock]

So do naked people have lunch at any point?

Wouldn't surprise me, but the phrase actually refers to "the moment when you see what's at the end of everyone's fork". It's about seeing the world at its most exposed.

[Topcatyo]

Are we talking fork like the utensil or is fork supposed to mean their penis.

[SnakeClock]

Are we talking fork like the utensil or is fork supposed to mean their penis.

No, fork as in the eating utensil.

[Sombra]

"Darling, I want to rim you," she whispers.
"No. Not now."
"Please, I want to."
"Well, all right. I'll go wash my ass."