Yokiro
Regular
... the tongue!
I was suddenly caught thinking about the importance of this long pink wet thing that's in my mouth constantly... yes, you may snicker... after I accidentally bit it during a moment of anger and frustration, and I bit it hard.
Hard enough to think about it far too long after and really, if I had managed to bite through the tough muscle I'd live the rest of my life a mute and tastless human eternally incapable of joining or even immitating KISS.
I am most serious in my adamant suggestion of this organ's utter importance. To not be able to utter another word when I am so used to doing so whenever I please, or singing a sordidly random song about a bread box taking over the world in a moment of delirium would be complete internal torture. To not roll and release realizations and ramblings at a moment's whim and letting other's know my stupidity and inanity verbally would hurt me far more than not being able to jump kick a fire hydrant.
And taste, oh how that mixed elation and disgust depending on that which I taste, and in partnership with my nose, how that makes a life feel more full as I fill my stomach. To not be able to taste is as to not feel any kind of pleasure during sex, it would make the reachings of nourishment feel so monotonous and bland in their repeating requirements that soon I wouldn't even care to devour and digest at all.
From there it can be surmised the further applications of the companion that likes to hide in your mouth hole as this is not the forum to discuss some of these things, and I only wanted to express the fear that would accompany the loss of that little guy.
And to you, fellow forumers, I request what you think could be considered your favorite organ, limb, or any kind of thing that you were lucky enough to be born with, if you were.
(Obviously without hands you'd have a hard time responding, and without a tongue you'd not be able to use a speech to text program too well either and I'd say the internet simply is not your domain handless, tongueless poor soul.)
But, yes, thoughts are welcome, even if this IS a really weird topic, kinda.
I was suddenly caught thinking about the importance of this long pink wet thing that's in my mouth constantly... yes, you may snicker... after I accidentally bit it during a moment of anger and frustration, and I bit it hard.
Hard enough to think about it far too long after and really, if I had managed to bite through the tough muscle I'd live the rest of my life a mute and tastless human eternally incapable of joining or even immitating KISS.
I am most serious in my adamant suggestion of this organ's utter importance. To not be able to utter another word when I am so used to doing so whenever I please, or singing a sordidly random song about a bread box taking over the world in a moment of delirium would be complete internal torture. To not roll and release realizations and ramblings at a moment's whim and letting other's know my stupidity and inanity verbally would hurt me far more than not being able to jump kick a fire hydrant.
And taste, oh how that mixed elation and disgust depending on that which I taste, and in partnership with my nose, how that makes a life feel more full as I fill my stomach. To not be able to taste is as to not feel any kind of pleasure during sex, it would make the reachings of nourishment feel so monotonous and bland in their repeating requirements that soon I wouldn't even care to devour and digest at all.
From there it can be surmised the further applications of the companion that likes to hide in your mouth hole as this is not the forum to discuss some of these things, and I only wanted to express the fear that would accompany the loss of that little guy.
And to you, fellow forumers, I request what you think could be considered your favorite organ, limb, or any kind of thing that you were lucky enough to be born with, if you were.
(Obviously without hands you'd have a hard time responding, and without a tongue you'd not be able to use a speech to text program too well either and I'd say the internet simply is not your domain handless, tongueless poor soul.)
But, yes, thoughts are welcome, even if this IS a really weird topic, kinda.