Tuesday, June 12, 2018
Fluid and Fixed
Chris made a parody of a thoroughly silly woman.
Everybody was mad at him, especially the girls.
Liz and Louise felt he was putting everyone on. Period!
But no. The clinic adjusted his hormone cocktail.
Soon he was his old fem self.
No flair there. He put us to sleep!
Marko and Delsey agreed on very little, but that we needed no more bores, yes!
Enter Sally, here for a new job, just the opposite in ragged micro shorts, and a top fashioned from a pilot’s silky neck thing.
Jesus! prevailed the opinion on Founders Day.
The men fought to fetch her a hotdog.
Among these, Chris, affecting a gravelly voice.
Mr Chase Hallear told his Melody “I’m sick to death of all this gender-fluid nonsense!”
“Oh yeah? Lay off the sauce and English
Butler bit. I’m expecting some real production outa you later tonight!”
Labels: fluid gender, gender, sex, sex role, sexy, social group
Thursday, April 14, 2016
French Press
Datz explained to Gloria the French Press.
Not a lover’s or wrestling move, but a way
to brew coffee.
“So okay,” she shrugged, “you spoon in the ground stuff, and add boil–“
“Not boiling, not quite.”
“Oh! So damn important! At any rate, you wait five minutes, plunge the crap down to the bottom,
etc. But there’s a rub, as Billy Shakespeare
noted in another context: In five minutes,
the mixture cools off just a bit. Defeats
the purpose if you don’t have piping coffee.”
“Ah but I left out a step in my description!
You have poured hot tap water into there
and let it stand for a minute. Pour it out
just before adding the coffee and the
really hot stuff.”
“Bingo!”
“Thus you start with a hot vessel, don’t you see?”
“I’m a hot vessel. You might notice.”
They both stared out the windows to the
foundry, where the windows glowed.
He told his mother in generalities, as if
the men under him had upset things.
“Just when you get a nice routine, some...”
“Cherchez la femme!” pronounced she. Laughed.
“You’re nobody’s fool, Mother.”
“Know the game, is all.”
Labels: coffee, French, French Press, Mama's Boy, Mother, sex, sexy
Sunday, August 11, 2013
Two should tango
Whoever casts and directs those Cialis Commercials
knows what they're doing. You’re
presented a sexy, mature woman,
bit rounder than most. She’s get-
ting kittenish! And ole
...Limpdick. Who's funny
and warm and wanting
to measurably play. O well,
take the pills, Dude! Wanna
lose your zaftig treasure
to some greaseball?
Labels: Cialis, commercials, erectile dysfunction, kittenish, mature woman, sexy, TV, zaftig
