Lumps

And don't they all have a deeper connection as a result. Side by side, hip by hip; peddling fingers by gaping paws. Asides aimed from the corner of their mouths while the vision centre races for the prize. And the placebo adrenaline which pumps from clenched orifices is swept up and hung in the air. Maybe it's because that special someone is on the bench.

Still, I wouldn't hesitate very long to call them nasty names. And it would be even shorter if I was quick-witted. That said, I'm in the wrong. Ho ho. Where I belong. Break.

So, as I was saying, I'm going to continue to end with hints. Unintwined, of course. For ever.