Saturday, July 19, 2014
Discussion of Depths of Sex in Dishwasher Grasp
-Just let me load the dishwasher. Then we can talk.
-No ironing panties tonight?
-Stop! Macho Man for Macho Machine!
-Whatever. Living with women a conundrum intractable!
-Now listen! Laurie starts rehearsing. You’ll see what I meant.
-"I wanna big cock!"
-Close your door! We can’t hear ourselves think down here!
-I couldn’t have heard that. Laurie! The little girl on the bicycle,
so fresh and alive!
-From Eekee-Ookee Island Mythology. A goddess wants
the Overall God-Honcho to turn her into a male god.
-In Laurie's kinda words at THAT time?
-Nah, Eekee Ookees are softly gentle. Was in the
super-polite language of the pantheon there.
Laurie and the other young women want edge and
bite in their play! So, the change.
-They'll get hell from the school board!
-Those Neanderthals For Christ will be aghast and
sermonizing, but quickly turn to football.
-Does her role consist of the one vulgarity only?
-She's just getting started. And Shop working on a balsa
wood...thing.
-Shop? In a progressive school?
-Communists.
-They really should use the variety called Two-Balsa.
-Sixth grade joke!
-I never got out in my smarmy mind! Anyway, what does
your Bridget think?
-All cheers!
-Stay outa it then. Women thing. Whatchallit?–-Feminism Shit.
-The world's abandoning me at this fuckin dishwasher! My voice
will turn into its gurgles!
-Ah...the girl on the bicycle!
-Crisscrossing my mind in love forever!
-You'll hafta leave room in there for a zealot with a balsa dick.
-This too shall pass...Bible say that?
-It should.
Labels: Drama, girls, penis, role playing, school board, sex
