Husker, darling, Lola and I want to let you know: THAT WAS NOT A DREAM and we remember it all <sigh>.
What the smeg is a kielbasa?
And what training games...and what is a training bra?
kielbasa=a polish banger
training bra=a device used for training adolescent boys on the mysteries of unhooking.
Oh, for horizontal hide the salami?
Kielbasa is da spicy smoked Polish sausage dere lady...
hmmm. a 38.... girl you better eat a ham sandwich, put a little meat on your bones.........
A guy can't be bumping around and hit any hard spots yah know.......
Who needs beef when you gots a good pork?
Suzette wrote:Husker, darling, Lola and I want to let you know: THAT WAS NOT A DREAM and we remember it all <sigh>.
If you remember it all then you know for sure - it's hard to talk about what was happening and the gymnastics that took place.
have to do better in the bread dept. the bun was over flowing with the frank
husker wrote:have to do better in the bread dept. the bun was over flowing with the frank
ahem, have to do better in the bread dept? explain yourself, sir!
Joe Nation wrote:hmmm. a 38.... girl you better eat a ham sandwich, put a little meat on your bones.........
A guy can't be bumping around and hit any hard spots yah know.......
Joe, a 38" plump, girlish ass is just right on
my frame! The only hard spots we might be bumping around will definitely belong to you.
BPB...........I like your jock strap......sounds good to me....never mind those other non-appreciative girls.....
"do you like boobs alot, boobs alot, boobs alot
and do you wear your jockalot, jockalot, jockalot"
from the L.P. Good Taste is Timeless by the Holy Modal Rounders.
Listen, Suzette, around your parts, and I will be around your parts soon as I lock the hotel door with Mr Nice Guy Cav out there in the hallway with his poems, ('ppreciate the compliments, dude, but now it's time for bidness. So g'dnight, sleep tight ya'll) Around your parts 38" sounds hefty but where I'm from we measure our women in axehandles, remembering the First Law of ThermodyRAMics "You can't drive a spike with a tack hammer." but, okay, you seem like the earnest sort, so I've decided to fulfill your every erotic wish.
You best square out about six a' eight hours of your life and rest up, I'm no minuteman. I'll make sure the hotel has plenty of rubbing oils and emollients, about ten pillows on a medium hard king size bed, some good hard liquor and, just to show I can be romantic, a pretty good view for you to look at while you wonder 'how in the hell did I get into this?".
Why can't we stay at your place? Shoot, we're going to wreck the room, girl!!
Can I be frank with you? Hell, you can scream any name you want into those pillows. I don't mind a bit.
When we're finished we'll let Cav c'mon in. ( Sorry, guy, I just know you're the kind that likes to wait around, hoping.) but it won't do either of ya'll any good, sugar. Shucks, you won't even be able to raise your little hand to wave hello to him or night-night to me.
I'm on my way over. Be on the porch.
Joe Nation comes out fightin'....it's all good, I love MY wife....oooohhhh, that's gotta hurt....
