• Thursday, December 01st, 2011
Last night I met a lady with ripples for her abs, I confess.
She is so tough that when she bends over she can crack a walnut with her chest.
There is not an ounce of fat on her legs or thighs.
So if you dare to put your head there she will squeeze the balls out of your eyes.
She can hold iron kettles with her arms outstretched for an hour, smilingly.
I am afraid that if I try to kiss her I will loose all my teeth and be fitted with dentures, truly.
But she is so nice to be with and refreshing.
So when we go for a walk I will stay a metre away beside her adoring.
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