Girls, Girls, Girls, Girls.....Girls, Girls!
Friday has snuck up on us all. Going in to this weekend, I have some food for thought for our fellow readers. There comes a time in every man's life when they come to a crossroad....Do I suck it up and go after a girl that fell off the ugly tree and may be big boned or uphold to certain standards and only settle for a nice dime piece with an onion booty that will make you cry?
I say go for it. We are in the prime of our lives. Who cares if her face looks like somebody shaved the a$$ of an orangutan and taught it to walk backwards. Most of the time we are all at least 15 bud heavies deep and have whiskey dick anyways. Nobody's perfect. Before you know it we will all have smug toddlers running around and a wife that's overweight and honus wagnus anyways, wishing we could just go back and give one more girl a "quincy smile." Enjoy the weekend and go for the gusto!
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Ladies and gentlemen, the Commodore has spoken. Soon he'll be slow dancing in a Nashville bar by you while some girl cooks him grits and wraps a confederate flag around his small hog.
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