Once upon a time, in a land not so far away
A man, shit himself
Not because he couldn't hold it not even because he really had go at all
But because he had a warrant out for his arrest, and the cop was being kind of a pigfucker during the traffick stop.
Luckily, the man was free balling it that day in some rather thin sweatpants, so the backseat received more than its fair share as the Oinker took every corner in a manner that helped the unbuckled gentleman use his soiledness to plant a pile for Wilbur to later roll in
"What ever did happen to the storylines in pornos? Other than those being a good excuse for why I watch them, it seems like the very soul of these "movies" have disappeared"
"Attention spans shortened after y2k, and 1 of the 2 had to go, either the story or the porn itself. Had the porn been eliminated, alls you'd have left is shitty story telling with no payoff and that my friend, has been patented by Hallmark since long before y2k."
There I was Balls as blue as an orphan on Christmas Day
This provocative cloud floats by accompanied by a chill breeze
My blues shot into the sky past my face through the cloud and broke through the atmosphere
In space, it had potential to be the life that started a new species on any planet with the right cumditions
instead
A solar flare evaporated every last bit of it that did smudge across some orbiting space trash
She was the kind of trash that needed to be among other garbage to feel like she was apart of something bigger. Eventually- Wanted to be something more so separated herself from the trash mountain Rumpke dumps at and was simply just Litter.
By herself, she was a 2Dollar whore that can't ever (make)Change nor become More and both those dollars either get spent haggling for a couple loose hand rolled cigarettes or are wasted soaking up the sweat her bra can't handle as she struggles to manage finding enough of the hardstuff to fight off an inevitable hangover that's been accumulating since she was youthful enough to not pay for the drinks she no longer gets offered.
and I, was horny.
Life is something.
Can tap out whenever you want, or, slowly let doing what you love dim your lights all while you try to muster some kind of bullshit quote someone else will carve in to your headstone that noone will read and you will hope they don't since they didn't even get the gobbledygook you decided on 1/2 right
2 women
1 overweight (not from genetics)
1 catches fire when walking through Church doors
Both swallow things that could be enjoyed in the mouth and spit out soon after
both feel shame the moment it goes down their throat
neither has a good relationship with Dad
He wishes he could have a 2nd chance at swallowing his insecurities and not take every overtime shift that came available-
to work more on making sure his broken condom(s) grow up to be better than the ones that broke it