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did not leave the house this morning with pink shit all over my car so I pick up the pace and speed walk to my car only to find that the little pink dots were not dots at all but...and this is off-the-chain-whack...kisses. It looked like someone had made love to my car. (Immediately "get outta my dreams and into my car" starts playing in my head...LOVE THAT SONG!)Now I think this is hilarious and all but what the hell does this mean? Could this be my second chance at a girl date? As some of you may recall in the previous blogs, "Girl on Girl Action" (http://feisty610.blogspot.com/2005/11/girl-on-girl-action.html) and "Girl on Girl II" (http://feisty610.blogspot.com/2005/11/girl-on-girl-ii.html) the ladies love me. I think its awesome. I love that the ladies and gents both want to fight over my goodies. (Ok so I am taking things a bit far with that statement, but I think its rad.) Babes, there is plenty of me to go around. (If you have a penis mostly.)
My goodies, of course, belong to the wang but the pootie holds mystery for me. To be perfectly honest though, I am not so sure I will willing to solve that mystery. Anyway, I have been sitting at my desk since 1:00 dying to know who loves me enough to kiss (possibly hump) my vehicle. This person (and I do hope its a girl with the lipsticky kisses, a man with lipstick may freak me out a little (a lot)) needs to come forward because boobs or pecs...Ill be their Valentine.Smooches!
9 comments:
really, honestly, this is why i love you. posts like this.
my car feels so....
virgin now.
Im mad its raining/snowing...its smearing and washing my kisses away.
I look like a rockstar...ok fine I look like a freak, but I feel cool.
clearly this act of vandalism was the work of a misguided gang of sisses.
billy ocean = whitesnake = sucks
Do not dish Mr. Ocean on my blog. He is the man. I mean seriously think about it, "I said hey (hey) you (you) get outta my dreams and into my car." He is a lyrical poet.
Vyv...Im definitely a cute girl. Loz can attest to this (he has seen a pic) ladies and fellas like me. No one was misguided in this game of love. (WOW...Im still drunk from last night.)
i believe the original lyrics were "get out of your car and into my trunk", but the record label thought that might sound, you know, creepy.
Somebody egged my car once, and I like to think of them as eggs of love.
i rate YW with four fingers. that is, i'd cut off four of my fingers to fuck her. throw another girl into the equation, and well, let's just say i wouldn't be able to play catch ever again.
Definitely Creepy Vyv...but not as creepy as loz saying he'd cut off four fingers to fuck me.
That is love baby...love.
yeah, hallmark is going to be all over that one.
Lozo, I hope you know how to fist.
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