Long, narrow and not too tall.
I like my women like I like my dog…
I know you know i am female, i meant nothing by posting in this, just wanted humor!
I like my women like I like a cheeseburger…
Wrapped in greasy paper and served by a teenager with zits.
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I like my women like I like my dog.
With bad breath and a penchant for rolling in dead fish.
I like my women like I like my laundry.
Fluffed and folded.
I like my women like I like my stuffed animals…
…floppy and easy to toss into the washing machine.
I like my women like I like my bottled water…
…pure and without the metallic tang.
I like my women like I like my band-aids…
Able to heal your wounds before ripping your hair out.
I like my women like I like my dolphin tuna…
…nonexistant.
I like my women like I like my lizards.
…sunbathing naked on a hot rock.
I like my women like I like my Shakespeare…
…in iambic pentameter.
I like my women like I like my sunglasses…
polished and squeeky clean when they sit on my face
I like my women like I like comic books
…in a mylar bag with acid-free cardboard backing.
I like my women like I like my balcony…
…dangerous and able to collapse without warning.
I like my women like I like my pain medication…
(psst – make that liable to collapse…)
. . . . In time release capsules
I like my women like I like my Straight Dope . . . .
…taking longer than we thought.
I like my women like I like my romantic comedy…
…overtly sweet and always involving Meg Ryan for some strange reason
I like my women like I like my Star Wars
. . .frozen in carbonite with a furry sidekick.
I like my women like I like my Mexican food. . .
Cheap and greasy and leaving you with a bad case of the runs.
I like my women like I like my Simpsons episodes…
…always over too quickly and loaded with lots of obscure media and literary references.
I like my women like I like my office furniture…
…stained and lumpy.
I like my women like I like my hitchhikers.