Blown Apart
by Tom Murray
01/12/2003
The leading lady is flawless.
Red hair, big tits , she yearned
to be nailed on the carousel by
by the perfect soldier.
He was one tall lunk-head
who hadn't had a beer
all night and the tail-light
to his jeep was shorted- out.
She wanted possesion, but
he had run away to bullshit
heaven.
Imagine this:
You are in a bar,
and Dick Dale is playing
in the background.
You are not drinking, but
the woman sitting next
to you (She is old enough
to be your mother)
is, and she's pulling her fingers
through your hair
saying it feels like her
pubic hair.
You then give her
a ride home and she tries to
jump your bones like
a marmot to a snake,
and you are taken aback,
and you try to get her out of the car,
But she is persistent, and you
literally have to shove her out
taking twenty-minutes to do so.
No wonder you took fight
like a scared sparrow and
cannot face her for the
rest of your life.
Spirits+horny old maid=explosion.