Measured the cost-benefit risk analysis of
fucking the shorter girl and went with my options.
I want you, travel-agent-slim-man to reach through
my bowels and pull from within me my concealed surprise.
You're the upside down air-duster can that constantly
spray on my teeth freezing the gum's to the point where
I just cant fucking tell the difference between her bottom
lip and her tit.
Break off something smaller than yourself
and give more attention to the little guy <-me.
Honor this bliss like the split you did when your hips
ran away from each other out of fear of my face when
it approached you box office.

"Ahh yes see, I'll take one front row seat, nothing fancy
Missy, hey, you're quite intriguing how's a bout a fuck in the
closet huh? What do ya say?"

That was my penis talking the entire time,I promise.

04/21/2009

Posted on 04/22/2009
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