I’ve suddenly become enamored and captivated by the fantastically colorful writings of this guy, Eric Wong a.k.a. E.I.
Check ‘im out.
And to top it off… he has these lips that make me wanna say, “Mmmm boy… you sure got a purty mouth.”
“The master of ceremonies asked people to say what they thought the function of the novel might be in modern society, and one critic said, ‘To provide touches of color in rooms with all-white walls.’ Another one said, ‘To describe blow-jobs artistically.'” -Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse Five.
Few individuals share the experience of enlightenment exactly as Oscar’s. Drunk, in the back seat of a 20-something Honda Civic, being blown ever so graciously by God-knows-what-her-dad-named-her, Oscar peered into the left tilted rear-view mirror only to see Tiny Jesus smiling and waving from the driver’s seat headrest. Thinking this was some strange, unknown hallucinatory side-effect of drinking tequila with raspberry vodka, Oscar tried to refocus on the petite, curly haired red-head slobbering all over his phallus of fluctuating firmness.
Yet he found himself closing his eyes. He found himself thinking about doing history homework in-between laundry cycles, his childhood go-to for erection stifling…
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AMWF Love : Doin' it Bloggy Style 
Yeah, he’s a standup comic and has this distinctive style that reminds me of writers like Aldous Huxley, David Sedaris and Charles Willeford who writes super quirky crime fiction, like The Woman Chaser (movie starring Patrick Warburton)
That movie killed me, I was laughing soooo hard.
I thought this guy was all one liners. Really interesting read.