<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Sucked on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/sucked/</link><description>Recent content in Sucked on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2009 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/sucked/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Mama's Little Sucker</title><link>/stories/2009/02/06/mamas-little-sucker/</link><pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/02/06/mamas-little-sucker/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;also appears devouredstories&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;For as long as mankind can remember, eating has evolved from a simple
means of survival to an art-form. But evolution has a funny way of changing
it&amp;rsquo;s course. For there is coming a time when eating will be more than a
Platable pleasure, but a pleasureable punishment. Huh&amp;mdash;? you say&amp;hellip;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well allow me to explain,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A few years back there was a family&amp;hellip; the Carters. They were no different
than any other family of the 90&amp;rsquo;s. There was Betty Carter (48), a single
working mom of two children, Jimmy (16) and Sarah (20). Ms. Carter was
a spritefull woman for her age and fairly attractive. She had shoulder-length
dusty-blonde hair, was slim and fit, with a sharp mousy nose. She was a
hard-worker and would often times come home 3-4 hours late.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Mama's Little Sucker (The happy version)</title><link>/stories/2005/10/19/mamas-little-sucker-the-happy-version/</link><pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2005/10/19/mamas-little-sucker-the-happy-version/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;For as long as mankind can remember, eating has evolved from a simple
means of survival to an art-form. But evolution has a funny way of changing
it&amp;rsquo;s course. For there is coming a time when eating will be more than a
Platable pleasure, but a pleasureable punishment. Huh&amp;mdash;? you say&amp;hellip;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well allow me to explain,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A few years back there was a family&amp;hellip; the Carters. They were no different
than any other family of the 90&amp;rsquo;s. There was Betty Carter (48), a single
working mom of two children, Jimmy (16) and Sarah (20). Ms. Carter was
a spritefull woman for her age and fairly attractive. She had shoulder-length
dusty-blonde hair, was slim and fit, with a sharp mousy nose. She was a
hard-worker and would often times come home 3-4 hours late.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>