Insider information tells me that Doc Scratch can absorb liquids like milk, and you may throw him at a wall on request, like the Webkinz. I do not recommend, however, suckling it out of him. It will likely be contaminated from the various other attempts to do so.
HMMM.
Is there something on your mind? Perhaps you would like to drink from the Doctor's Bosom?
INCORRECT. IF I BEGAN. MuCH LIKE ANY INCORRIGIBLE BEAST. I WOuLD NOT BE ABLE TO STOP. uNTIL STRIPPINGS OF FLESH. WERE PICKED FROM MY TEETH. IN SPARINGLY SPARSE CHuNKS. OF uNEATEN FELT. AND I WOuLD HAVE TO WIPE MY OWN MOuTH. AS IT WOuLD BECOME IMMEDIATELY IMPOSSIBLE. THOuGH I DO NOT DOuBT HE WOuLD TRY. TO REACH uP TO MY FACE. AND SCRuB HIS OWN MORBID GRIME. AND GRISTLE FROM MY EACH FANG. YOu. HOWEVER. BOVINE BITCH. YOu I COuLD LEECH LACTATE FROM. WITH NO FEAR. IF YOu BECOME PART. OF THIS BALANCED BREAKFAST. AND DOC SCRATCH. CAN HAVE THE HONOR. OF SNAPPING SuSPENDERS. OVER THOSE PRODIGAL C-CuP CuE BALLS. TO FASTEN THEM STEADY. WHILE HE ERASES YOuR SCRAP REMNANTS. FROM MY HANDSOME YOuNG FACE.
Yet again I find you focusing on vaguely sensual components of myself. I know that I am a ravishing meal to many, what with my exotic seasonings, but I believe such succulent meat is beneath your tastes, is it not? Besides, you overestimate my breasts. Some historical accounts, well documented, would show I am a mere B-Cup. Though, if you wish to exaggerate my bust to make your oedipal nature more adjacent to the matter, you may continue to do so. I permit you.
WHAT. NO. I WAS CLEARLY TALKING ABOuT DOC SCRATCH TITS. YOu SLACK JAWED JEZEBITCH. I DO NOT EAT MEAT THAT WANTS IT. THAT IS THE SIGN OF A TRuLY DISEASED ANIMAL. A SICKLY SHE-BEAST. A PARASITE SIGHT uNWORTHY OF BEING PROJECTILE SHAT OuT AND FLuNG IN A SIMIAN MANNER. YOu ARE ALSO. INEDIBLY OEDIPAL. I JuST LOOKED uP WHAT THAT MEANS. AND IT IS SO TASTELESS. HOW BADLY YOu WANT TO SLITHER BACK uP. THE SLATTERNLY WHORE THAT BIRTHED YOu. IS INKY BLACK NOSTALGIC FOR YOu? IT IS NOT THAT COMPLEX. ELECTRA. PRETTY PETAL. THORNY BuSH BEARER. I HAVE GOT YOuR HEAD SHRuNK TO THE SHRINK WRAPPED SPAN. OF THE TINY TEENIE LITTLE BARELY VISBLE BRAIN INSIDE. YOu PERMIT ME. BuT I FORBID YOu. CORPuLENCE. IF YOu WANT FAT TITS. EARN THEM. STARVING SERVILE LITTLE STEER. MAAM TO THE SLAuGHTER. YOu ARE INEDIBLE uNFuCKABLE FuCKMEAT. THIS MAKES YOu DOuBLY WORTHLESS.
Visible.*
VISIBELOW MY SCHLONG. ON YOuR FOREHEAD. YOu ROSES. ARE SO EASY TO PLuCK THE PETALS OFF OF. I JuST HAVE TO LAY A TRAP. AND WEIGHT. SAY ONE WORD WRONG. DELIBERATELY. AND YOu CANNOT CONTROL YOuRSELVES. YOu ARE NOT SO DIFFERENT. FREuD AND YOu. YOu JuST CANNOT STOP CuTTING YOuR NOSE. ON YOuR FAVORITE COCAINE. TO SPITE YOuR STuPID FACE.
Freud is more akin to that wretched little doll you keep parading about and suckling the milk of his C-Cup Breasts. I will continue to play along, however. Wait.*
I WILL ARRANGE A DATE FOR THE TWO OF YOu THEN. GIVE HIM AN uNRuLY LITTLE DOLL TO TOY WITH. TEA TIME ANYONE? AND HAH. FATTY. KNEW I COuLD GET YOu A SECOND TIME. B CuPS MY THICK. KINGLY SCEPTER. COVERING ASS. EVEN AS I EXPLAINED MY POWERS TO YOu. THE VERY NEXT SENTENCE. YOu STILL FALL PREY TO THEIR INFLuENCE. VICTIMHOOD IS LIKE A RELIGIOuS CONVICTION TO YOu.
Do, continue thinking of me. I will be there tonight. I am sure I will be quite the appetizer for his big show.