RDP Thursday: LIPS

When I think about the Vampire’s kiss I think of:

kissing a toilet seat-

cold sores that pop and fester

having dental work done

without novocaine.

Given those less then savory images,

if I had to chose between being kissed by a vampire

or slamming my own fingers in a car door

I’m sure I’d choose the car door

every single time.

Vampire
Edvard Munch1895