Big Pimpin', spend your cheese on me
Well, howdy-doo.
If you were out and about last Paddy Day night, you probably didn't see me.
Not because I wasn't there, but because I was surrounded by chicks on all sides.
I don't have enough appendages to keep up with them all.
I was starting to shuffle them off to less-fortunate fellows, but they couldn't get enough of the D.
What can you do?
When you look this good it comes with the territory.
I had to break up a couple cat fights with some bitch slaps.
"Ladies, please. Just get in line and you'll get your chance to get a piece. Damn."
3 cheers for Spooncat! for layin down a saucy groove that I could get my funk on to. I think some ditties exceeded the 10 min. mark, but I couldn't keep track 'cause my arms were full of beautiful babies.
2 cheers for the chick who found my phone buried in the snow in the Brick's parking lot. Phew!! It's sad so much of my existence relies on that stupid plastic piece of technology. I don't know why I was getting all uppity about it. It's not like anyone calls me.
1 cheer for me for being a total badass. It hurts to be this pretty.
If you were out and about last Paddy Day night, you probably didn't see me.
Not because I wasn't there, but because I was surrounded by chicks on all sides.
I don't have enough appendages to keep up with them all.
I was starting to shuffle them off to less-fortunate fellows, but they couldn't get enough of the D.
What can you do?
When you look this good it comes with the territory.
I had to break up a couple cat fights with some bitch slaps.
"Ladies, please. Just get in line and you'll get your chance to get a piece. Damn."
3 cheers for Spooncat! for layin down a saucy groove that I could get my funk on to. I think some ditties exceeded the 10 min. mark, but I couldn't keep track 'cause my arms were full of beautiful babies.
2 cheers for the chick who found my phone buried in the snow in the Brick's parking lot. Phew!! It's sad so much of my existence relies on that stupid plastic piece of technology. I don't know why I was getting all uppity about it. It's not like anyone calls me.
1 cheer for me for being a total badass. It hurts to be this pretty.
posted by sleepeater at 7:48 AM
4 Comments:
Seeing as the main focus of your last three posts have been all the women you get, I'd say you're hiding a mean case of E.D. from all of us innocents.
Seeing as how you're an ass, perhaps you could point out where chicks are mentioned in "ALFEETERZAIN" or "I'M BACK, BABY!!"?
Also, I think you're missing the big picture, here. The emphasis is not on the chicks (to which I could care less about, being happily married,) but on the fact that I am so good-looking, charming and irresistable that I make puppies cry. Look at me sometime if you don't believe me.
Also, for the record, I have no problems with my erection. it's my small little weenie that's the problem.
cheers!
D, maybe I shouldn't put the link to our blogspot on the emails I'm sending out the booking for our tour eh? They're going to think we're bigtime dipshits. Ok, now that that note is taken, on with my day.
who you callin a dipshit? dipshit.
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