every guy on his blackberry like hez got somewhere better to be even though he doesnt
every dork in the room hitting on the hottest girl who dances the best ignoring the rest
dudes with jackets and scarves in the ninetyplus degrees
all the jealous hags mock her moves while their boyfriends gawk
sixteendollar shots of patron
every topforty hit gets the hottest girl who dances the best out of her chair
her shorts can barely contain her notverybig ass they are that short no bra
this one dude leans in kisses his girlz neck slow and soft like he was kissing the wisps of hair on a babyz head
his girl hugs him says i love you in his ear which is his cue that itz safe to take a good long look at the ass being shaken at him
he whispers i love you too but his girl doesnt hear him because he wasnt talking to her
and it was loud as fuck
~O~
2 x like a billion = how much I love you:
People do not leave where they are any more,
neither at the time it is anymore. I would understand if they
where in sex planet and time but is not that either.
Hope at least someone enjoys seing that sordid images, I just
imagine them and do not like them.
Great poem.
M
Man you just made me feel like I went out last night. Saved on gas and drink money cause of this. Score!
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