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Thu 20 Apr, 2006 02:54 pm
He stood there glistening
A broad chest smelling like soap
Smiling at me in my own house
Towel draped low on his hips
I could see defined arms and blonde hairs
Traveling downwards from his navel
The towel stopped my wandering wondering eyes
Now every time I lie in the bath
I glance over at the shower
And can just about make him out
Naked in the steam
Then I smile at the softly hissing bubbles.
You forgot to mention my bobbly bits.
Of course not. What rhymes with bobbly bits?
ti.... oh, maybe not.....
Mmm-hmm! You see the dilemma?
Yeah, it's like puttin' on the ritz with the bits
Quote:What rhymes with bobbly bits?
Wobbly tits.
Jobbly clits.(Or vice versa)
Sobbly fits.
Snobbly gits.
So literal and yet so humorless....
Well-we can't all have a po face.
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