Burns' and smithers' name meaningsThis is showing the meanings of the names of the Burns and Smithers(only the airs) families(oldest to youngest).More Like This
Charles O'Neal Burns - Free man, champion, Stream
Darwin Hayword Smithers - Dear friend, Unspoke, A Smith
Franklin Jefferson Burns - Free man, Son of geoffery, Stream
Alan Graham Smithers - Rock, Abode, A Smith
Wainwright Montgomery Burns - One who makes wagons, Hill of the power man, Stream
Ernest Kenneth Smithers - Serious, Born of fire, A smith
Clifford Walter Burns - River bank ford, Ruler of the army, Stream
John Perceval Smithers - God is gracious, Pierce vally, A smith
Charles Montgomery Burns - Free man, Hill of the power man, Stream
(Sr&Jr) Waylon John Smithers - Land by the road, God is gracious, A smith
Larry Montgomery Burns -
Habits - Ch. 12"One more drink and I'll be under the host."More Like This
― Mae West
The Benefits of Booze
Hours transpired much more quickly when one was intoxicated. It seemed that without one's wits about them, time didn't mind falling in clumps rather than tauntingly sluggish grains. It felt as though it were no sooner than they'd arrived at the wasteland of a bar that they were leaving, drunk on what felt like every sip of alcohol that once resided within the tavern. It had only just neared ten when they had arrived, and within the blink of an eye, all the clocks about town ticked toward three in the morning.
Three in the morning seemed to be such a familiar time for Waylon – a sexual peak of sorts. Three in the morning struck as his dream of Burns showering him with lust and recognition plagued him, three in the morning came on those countless nights he'd tear his cramped apartment to shreds whenever he and his boss would argue over one issue of morality or another; three in the mo
Habits - Ch. 13"The mistake the two of us made,' I said, 'was that we skimped the foreplay.More Like This
I'm not blaming you, it was as much my fault as yours, but it was a fault nonetheless."
― J.M. Coetzee, Summertime
The blinding sun of morning had replaced the full moon that had brought about such animalistic behavior in the hours prior. The radiance poured through the thin draperies that were cast over the bedroom window; it showered down upon the tangled mess of limbs that had become of Waylon and Moe. They'd somehow made their way throughout the apartment as their drunken romp reached intensity and had crashed upon the mattress somewhere between climax and orgasm.
Eyelids twitched at the disturbance caused by the light, which Waylon attempted to ignore by turning onto his side to bury his face within a pillow. The soft cushion he had expected through his grogginess, however, wasn't what greeted him; his face nuzzled against a fleshy substance, sprigs of curly hair tick