Spoodge

Flushing those babbit bearings would involve using the thinnest thing that you can get (perhaps kerosene or WD-40), and running it at low speeds with no load while the lubricant flows through the bearings and carries off gum and spoodge.

How much oil is running out the rear of your silencer? Enough to drip all over the swing arm, rear tire and rear brake after a half day of riding. A couple times when I have dropped the bike on the right side (crashed as I often do), I leave a puddle of spoodge on the ground.

The hard little pebble lodged in my brain is lighting up again. Reg’s gaff totally melts away, like sticky spoodge, and the room spins out and darkens until it’s disappeared.

I checked myself for errant chunks of toddler spoodge in the New Times’s shiny glass front doors and hustled inside.

I remembered discovering the wormhole of the ancestral uterus, the maternal hysterorrhexis that swallowed my brothers and uncles before their potentials registered, hundreds of generations never allowed to gel. Dissolved into spoodge before they could dream of being blemishes. A short-cut to never being.

“[…] You see how he went an’ juiced almost as soon as he touched hisself? An’ I ain't never seen more spoodge come out of a guy's dick. He'll be back.”

Goddamn. Those things are fucking huge. I’d like to moisturize them every night with my personal spoodge. So please lemme give ’em a kiss. Just let me put my face right up against them and go like this [motor-boating noises].

“How did you find me?” I blurted, eager to dropkick the subject of my family’s super spoodge and distract myself from the ickiness creeping through me. My mom’s radar shifted past me and homed in on Nina.

>Most people like this don't know jack shit about music, they only know >that they like to jerk off to pictures of Dave Mustaine. (nothing >against Dave, mind you) > You know I just can't stand when Megadeth fans come into my room and just spoodge all over my Megadeth cd's. I didn't know it was Dave that did it.

Monica's mom is a writer. I think she does something like "unauthorized biographies" or some such. Of course you'll see a book from her in the future about her sweet little innocent daughter. ;^) . Why else would she keep a Presidentially spoodged dress?