How do you make a chicken fly?

Yo, Sweet Neravar, my dude - I'm just tryna keep it somewhat classy in here, ya know? Unlike some of the other ghouls 'round these parts. Some shit about searing scallops while gettin' seared by a cutie on the dancefloor at Clandestino?

Classy's got everything to do with mirth when it comes to a tgirl's grin, especially when she knows I'm ready for her. And honestly? Lighten up, have a drink, and let that girlcock steal the show.

Look, I’m not one for labels, but if you’re gonna pin me down like a butterfly in Gasda’s collection? Vers is the vibe. I’m the Red Scare guest who shows up in a leather jacket and leaves with a rimjob, okay? One minute I’m teasing a tgirl about her BAP take, next minute she’s got my head in her lap at Clandestino. It’s chaos, it’s Dimes Square—it’s not about top or bottom, it’s about who’s got the better nihilist take while their girlcock ruins you. So yeah, vers. Always vers.