The crystal clear blue sky shinned bright

The crystal clear blue sky shinned bright against the silver and gold sparkling Pacific Ocean water

the islanders pink "Ah shikes! More glitter," one islander named Joe alerted. Pink glitter is all what washes up these days, the good things like a cruise ship full of teriyaki

is that pink glitter is banned on cruises with teriyaki on them, so I was safe." Joe decided that glitter was dangerous. His OCD started acting up. If he saw glitter,he would count

backwards while twisting his ponytail in a counterclockwise twirl around his fingers, sorting each of

the chicken nuggets in a neat pattern on the dirty cafeteria table. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder is not for the light of heart, he thought. Suddenly,

he could hear oh-so-familiar sequence of numbers searing through his mind. He was being triggered! Grasping the edge of the table with both hands, he leaned back and the slammed

face was string at him again, bloody, disembodied and ugly as a Tudurkey. Quickly he tried to think of a way to get rid of it, without having to kiss it again, as it wanted him to

demonstrate genuine affection, a sentiment he was incapable of as his mother had not breast-fed him. So he glanced at his watch. "Oh, look at the time!" The disembodied face

grew a body, at first only a torso, then a pair of arms which grabbed him. "Not so fast, slick. It's time to fix you." The hands held his head to a breast, and he began to suckle.