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MUCH better than the original version. At least this one lends itself to some imagination. Come on now (no pun intended), a blow job in a car? How downright creative is that! Ya know those blow jobs are hard (no pun intended AGAIN) to come by (mercy me); it is not like women and girls give 'em up easily. The standards for sex are so high these days, and sex is such a sincere form of flattery, not to mention love.
I think I'll stick to more creative songs about sex, and listen to them in the context of more than a quick lay by someone who lays with practically anyone who asks.
So here's to casual sex and it's glowing rewards of someone we don't love getting a mouthful of pen*s. We've come (there it is again) way, Baby. Now pass a cigarette in celebration.
Here's somthing better than a boring song about copulation:
What did the potato chip say to the battery? Drum roll......
I'm free to lay if you're ever ready. (Ba bum pa!) Excuse the sound effects; I realize they are not as aspiring as the sound of easy orgasm.
And, yes, I am a sexist. God created man (the male form) to be extremely visual. He created women to be the nurturers, teachers, and keepers of family (which doesn't mean women can't be independent, single, and goal-oriented). It just means that, especially with our bodies capability to be harmed by disease and our emotions influenced by hormones unlike males, we need to be the gate keepers of ourselves and have some self-respect. It takes two to tangle, but it takes one to become pregnant, one to get diseases at much higher rates than males, and one (according to studies)...
And, yes, I am a sexist. God created man (the male form) to be extremely visual. He created women to be the nurturers, teachers, and keepers of family (which doesn't mean women can't be independent, single, and goal-oriented). It just means that, especially with our bodies capability to be harmed by disease and our emotions influenced by hormones unlike males, we need to be the gate keepers of ourselves and have some self-respect. It takes two to tangle, but it takes one to become pregnant, one to get diseases at much higher rates than males, and one (according to studies) to often want a relationship to come from a one-night stand. Yes, there are deviations to this, but women and men are STILL not the same beasts. And sex as recreation lowers it to the status of dogs humping in the street rather than a show of love between two people emotionally close.
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MUCH better than the original version. At least this one lends itself to some imagination. Come on now (no pun intended), a blow job in a car? How downright creative is that! Ya know those blow jobs are hard (no pun intended AGAIN) to come by (mercy me); it is not like women and girls give 'em up easily. The standards for sex are so high these days, and sex is such a sincere form of flattery, not to mention love.
I think I'll stick to more creative songs about sex, and listen to them in the context of more than a quick lay by someone who lays with practically anyone who asks.
So here's to casual sex and it's glowing rewards of someone we don't love getting a mouthful of pen*s. We've come (there it is again) way, Baby. Now pass a cigarette in celebration.
Here's somthing better than a boring song about copulation: What did the potato chip say to the battery? Drum roll......
I'm free to lay if you're ever ready. (Ba bum pa!) Excuse the sound effects; I realize they are not as aspiring as the sound of easy orgasm.
And, yes, I am a sexist. God created man (the male form) to be extremely visual. He created women to be the nurturers, teachers, and keepers of family (which doesn't mean women can't be independent, single, and goal-oriented). It just means that, especially with our bodies capability to be harmed by disease and our emotions influenced by hormones unlike males, we need to be the gate keepers of ourselves and have some self-respect. It takes two to tangle, but it takes one to become pregnant, one to get diseases at much higher rates than males, and one (according to studies)...
And, yes, I am a sexist. God created man (the male form) to be extremely visual. He created women to be the nurturers, teachers, and keepers of family (which doesn't mean women can't be independent, single, and goal-oriented). It just means that, especially with our bodies capability to be harmed by disease and our emotions influenced by hormones unlike males, we need to be the gate keepers of ourselves and have some self-respect. It takes two to tangle, but it takes one to become pregnant, one to get diseases at much higher rates than males, and one (according to studies) to often want a relationship to come from a one-night stand. Yes, there are deviations to this, but women and men are STILL not the same beasts. And sex as recreation lowers it to the status of dogs humping in the street rather than a show of love between two people emotionally close.