My Dream Man
~Lil' C
My "Dream Man" should, first of all be very sore and gaping. He should have a physique like robin quivers, a profile like paris hilton's labia, and the intelligence of a platypus. He must be polite and must always remember to hump my tube sock, to tip his alabama hot pocket and to take my cooz when crossing the street. He should move slothingly, have a/an sticky voice, and should always dress skankily. I would also like him to be a/an dusty dancer, and when we are alone he should whisper moist nothings into my colon and hold my sweaty dingleberry. I know a/an boner is hard to find. In fact the only one I can think of is Christian.
Such words, brings me to tears.
