It's been years since I've had that toasted almond pocky....I...I loved that stuff...then...the person who used to buy it for me...they...they...;_; they said the store they got it at DIDN'T STOCK IT ANYMORE.
I was heartbroken...and never the same again.
I never wanted any of the other, readily available generic pocky. I only wanted the high class stuff. That box that had gold foil on it...I still remember it. I still remember the anticipation of carefully tearing the tab off the front...revealing the deliciousness inside...
*is now aroused & crying at the same time*
Edit: Have you seen my almond pocky? Brown box, gold foil? Just been 7 YEARS SINCE I HAD IT LAST?
Adventure stories! They can be fantasy, modern, sci-fi, all kinds! Give me some good world travel stories and I'm all over it! I also enjoy romance stories and even though I tend to play females I love playing gay men.
*watches from a rain splattered upstairs window across the street, a grass of sherry in his hand, his suit jacket open. Smiles to himself before turning away from the scene below and takes a of the sherry moving to his seat by the fire.*