BanditI've done some bad things,but you know it doesn't meanI'm a bad person.
SpoonWistfully wishingyour limber trunkswere turgidly ticklingthe backs of my thighsas I thirstily guideeach of your fingersto graze betweenmy lips and tongue.
HoggerI woke up this morningand my world filled with clouds.Doused in precarious abandonment,enveloped in a somber shroud.A gossamer, gaseous mistsloughed up the riverbankand illuminated truththat was tenebrous and dank.Some murloc with an axeswordpierced through this tenuous armor,leaving my hands tied behind my backand my breath a wistful murmur. Exsanguinated, delirious, coquettish,trapped in my own smile,recovering in the grass;I'll be here for a while.
Calculate ThisBaby, why are you taunting mewith that slide rule hanging from your tan pants,hypnotizing me with harmonic sequencesand the integrals of inverse tangents.My luv for u is a sine wave,diverging, not converging.The limit for our passion D.N.E.and my horniness is surging.Cum on girl and show meyer tits that circumscribeyour titalicious nipplesor whatever, I don’t know,just sit on my balls, girl.Do me sweet lady.
Robert's Rules of OrderFor jumping on your bed at 8PM while the neighbors play a little IDM.For laying in the shower shaving your calves,deliberating fondly on all your must-haves.For standing in line in the grocery storegazing at the sloppy hanging buttcheeks of an under-dressed whore.For feeling excitement surge through your veins,the words emptied from your mouth, you smile,not feeling the slightest bit of refrain.
Existential ThereWe've reviewed the x-raysand we think we knowwhat's wrong with you.