| How Many Calories in a Kleenex? (Bear with me, I don't really think like this most days. I was young & very angry. Actually, now it makes me chuckle...) Just one small question carries from one era to the next: Why the all-importance of such meaningless tacky sex? Open-mouthed, down on my knees here in front of you, picture of servitude waiting for her cue. It only took two bops till you had took yourself and gone. Now last year's mess is attractive by comparison. Pull my hair and I'll pull yours; throw my ass on the back of a horse. Were you a cherry? Did I take you by force? No! Meet me at the mall at a quarter to three AM. I'll be in a blue 1970 Ford LTD again. Give you a little coke and a little bit of rum. Sit around for hours till you really gotta pee like a race-horse, you burn-out wanna-be. Now ain't that just exactly how it feels to come? Mr. Happy is wilting, melting. shrinking, dying, dead. Just for shits and giggles let's cut off his head and throw it in the meat-grinder and cook it up for lunch, for for an appetizer; we'll have a whole bunch. But don't eat too many 'cause when you are through if you rub your little tummy they'll blow up inside of you. So if you find youself a boy slap his salami or his face but you're better with the latter 'cause a man's a mental case: a banana-headed, stubborn ego-maniac from hell. When they walk that's it; it ain't gonna help to yell. Use them while you can just like they do to us. Treat them like the meat they are, the oozing, rotting pus. If I've seen it once,I've seen it a million times, no doubt about it. You'd think by the way we take their shit we just can't live without it. PamFriedEhli/1990 Since 1-20-03 Back to Exes Page Back to Home Page |
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