call_me_snake: (Devil)
Wife's home. Disappearing. For several days.
call_me_snake: (Thoughtful-green)
I think they're running little late.
call_me_snake: (Fatherhood)
Snake had to busy himself cleaning up. Bria was laying down, the kids were asleep and the house was a mess. Plissken hated to clean but he couldn’t take the place being in disarray. His first target was the mess of papers that had taken over the dining room table.

Bills were a good portion of the mess. Snake stacked those aside. He was in no mood to take care of them at the moment. One envelope defied him. Plissken opened it out of sheer curiosity. There were photos inside. Snake pulled them out and smiled. They were ultrasound images. Snake recognized the two. They were both taken while the twins were still inside. Supposedly they were the same baby. The third though he hadn’t seen. Snake flipped it over and checked the date. It was from the week earlier.

The date stunned him before he turned it over again. The image was pretty clear. It was his baby. The name Plissken was on the bottom of the image. Snake couldn’t place what he felt; joy, pride, excitement; it didn’t matter. It was his baby. It was their baby. He could see the nose and eyes plus one hand in the way. It looked like the baby was sucking its thumb.

Plissken smiled and pulled out the chair to sit down. He hadn’t imagined what his baby would look like. To see it now in a photograph made the whole situation more realistic. It wasn’t that the pregnancy wasn’t realistic but the picture was much more tangible. He could see the baby. He sat there staring at the photograph for a long time. He wanted to see his baby. He wanted to sit with Bria and hold it like they had the twins most of the night after their birth.

The thought brought a huge smile to his face. He wondered if it was a boy or a girl. Then he realized that he and Bria hadn’t really talked about names. The room was ready but they didn’t have a name yet. Plissken tucked the photo back in the envelope and made a point to talk to her when she woke up.
call_me_snake: (Fallen Hero)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] justlikedaddy and [livejournal.com profile] spider_on_acid. [livejournal.com profile] the_rebel_son used with much love.

Oh, my love
Please don't cry
I'll wash my bloody hands and
We'll start a new life
I don't know much at all
I don't know wrong from right
All I know is that I love you tonight
- "My Bloody Valentine" by Good Charlotte


One Last Time )

Words: 733
call_me_snake: (Father)
You really need to get Essy for this damned thing. She's the one that always has the camera. I think I have a few though. I still think a good portion of these were taken by Essy and Evie.

A few Snapshots )
call_me_snake: (Thoughtful-green)
Do you feel taken for granted? )


Words: 680
call_me_snake: (Kidding?)
So your character is hanging out with a new friend or potential romantic interest, and distracted by something. While distracted, said friend or inamorata starts idly flipping through the playlist on your character's iPod, MP3 play, uber-cool multimedia phone or laptop.

Then they do one of two things:
They burst out laughing, or give your character a puzzled look.
Share with us your character's guilty-pleasure musical choices, the tunes on their playlist that they would rather keep to themselves.



MusicPlaylistRingtones
Create a playlist at MixPod.com




The story behind the list )
call_me_snake: (Fatherhood)
My wife. For once I’m not being sarcastic about it or talking dirty. I’m laying here in bed with the laptop and Bria’s covering most of me. She’s damned near laying on top of me. So I’m wearing my wife… and an eye patch and a wedding band. That’s it. No blankets. No clothes. Nothing but a very sexy girl. Kinda nice. Really nice. Laying here like this makes 40 seem not so bad. Not only is she hot laying over me like this but I can feel our baby kicking where her stomach is pressed against my leg. There’s a lot of very masculine pride that having her laying on me pregnant and comfortable brings out. Not to sound cliché but I get really cocky when we’re together like this.

I’ve got to change the subject. This question makes me wonder what these bastards are thinking. It seems perverted to go around asking hundreds of people what they got on. Are they looking for stories about silk panties or some shit so they can get off? Doesn’t it seem just a little off and creepy that someone’s asking all of us what we’re wearing?


Words: 200
call_me_snake: (Thoughtful-green)
I’ve lucked out with both mine. It’s easy to tell when either of them gets angry. Xena’s a lot like me. She’ll just come out and say it. There’s no mystery to her being angry. I know immediately and I know exactly what the fuck I’ve done. It makes it easy to deal with since we both want shit laid out straight forward. Bria’s a little different. When she gets a little mad she’ll go hide out in the bedroom. When I’ve really pissed her off she hides out in the guest bedroom. That’s when I’ve done a big fuck up. The best part of it is if I don’t notice as soon as I get in the door Evie will make sure and tell me what I’ve dug myself into. Fail proof system. I always know when I’ve fucked up straight up and out in the open. Just how I like it.


Words: 153
call_me_snake: (Sarcastic)
You say old and perverted like it's bad. It's not my fault young women still think I'm hot. I am a pervert. I like nothing better than watching my wife bathe or undress. I admit to staring at her legs when she walks by. I'll even admit here, where my wife can see, that I check out the legs of every woman that walks by. Hell, I even admit to thinking about sex when the wife bends over. I'm a healthy, sexually active man who's got a wife. There'd be something wrong with me if I didn't feel that way.

If thinking women between 18 and 25 are sexy is perverted, goddamn sign me up. If wanting my wife makes me a pervert, then hell yes, I perverted. I'm the most perverted son of a bitch that ever lived. I'll be the perverted old bastard. I'll keep my young wives, really they aren't that young, and my kids and my gray hairs and be happy. I'll be fucking ecstatic.

And just to set the record straight; my first wife and I were separated before Bria and I were together. That and we've never slept all together or had an intention to. Not that I could since my first wife was already in Greece by the time I could have thought about it. While on the subject both of my wives are more than half my age and I'm not old enough to be either of their fathers unless I was getting it on at 10 or being a really stupid young teenager.
call_me_snake: (Worried)


MusicPlaylistRingtones
Create a playlist at MixPod.com



Snake and Xena )


MusicPlaylist
Music Playlist at MixPod.com


Bria and Snake )

I could have put more on these lists but trying to keep them short. I can pin point all these songs to exact moments which I think is why I choose them to start with. I know the other people who made these posted pictures but I'm at work and don't have access to any of them.
call_me_snake: (Watching)
World's Best April Fool's prank turns one.
call_me_snake: (My other ride)
15. The Pride of the peacock is the glory of God. The lust of the goat is the bounty of God. The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God. The nakedness of woman is the work of God. - William Blake

The whole alpha male psychological profile was burning holes in the carpet )

Words: 1,471

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Mar. 29th, 2009 09:08 pm
call_me_snake: (Smile- Comicbook)
Happy birthday to two important woman in my life; my wife Xena and the mun of my other wife. Happy birthday to both of you. Hope the day's been good.
call_me_snake: (Whipped)
Here I go looking like a fucking sappy ass bastard but I can't think of anything else. These ones are for my wives, both of them. Do I really need a fucking reason to tell them I love them? Fuck that shit.



call_me_snake: (Misbehave)
Post an image of the most beautiful place in the world you've ever visited.
OOC: Images questionably WS.

Think I'm going to take this shit on a tangent but...These are the two most beautiful places I've been. )

Place I want to visit. When I get there you'll know by the huge fucking grin I'll have or the heart attack.
call_me_snake: (Working)
OOC: This pieces is open to people who might want to visit Snake at the shop.

Learning on the sly )


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