Silicone tatas
Oh, where do I start with them?
Luscious, tactile curves.
Luscious, tactile curves
Sweet nectar of our cuddling
Fake or real? Don’t care.
Fake or real? Don’t care.
Big or small? Just don’t matter.
Let me fondle, squeeze.
While Bullitt is having some kind of breakdown, here’s Question 1 of today’s Sound Quiz:
Question 1–which Italian film director is this getting up in the morning?
I couldn’t help myself!
What’s the answer?
Visconti–5 points.
Is it Giulio Manfredonia?
Let me fondle, squeeze.
Press out every last bit
Of my Crest toothpaste.
Of my Crest toothpaste
I use binder clips on tubes
To squeeze every drop
To squeeze every drop
Would be a godsend to me
Beer in a juice box
(singing…)
*Beer in a juice box
Daddy never sleeps at night
Come on and squeeze me
*
(playing off of song lyrics by The Who, “Squeeze Box”)
Come on and squeeze me.
Tease me, please me, seize me, sneeze
and wheeze me, Louise.
And wheeze me, Louise,
Like some cheese-covered settees
Lost in these seas’ breeze.
Lost in these seas’ breeze
Feel wind and sun… hear the surf
Take me to Maui
Take me to Maui
Feed me shrimp and pineapples
Until I upchuck
Until I upchuck
Said the woodchuck who did chuck
Answering, you know…
Answering “you know”
To every finals question
Won’t bode well for you
Won’t bode well for you
if you’ve managed to rile up
Mean Mr. Mustard.
Mean Mr. Mustard:
He’s a real sweetheart, he is.
Now, that Bullitt guy… .
Now, that Bullitt guy
Did back-to-back haikus, but
No rule against it
No rule against it.
We don’t need no stinking rules.
To hell with the Mods!