Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

she hit me real spleeny like the red red vino
that goes too far in just the right places
with legs and nylons that weren't nylons
painted in henna like some egyptian cleo-bitch
fucked up on lotus flowers or kava kava
or maybe one of those asian babes in tight silk exotica
you know, the carnivorous ones
slightly inscrutable, but sadistic nonetheless
the city and its women bore me
they think they know but what the fuck
even if they did know (and i'm not saying that they do)
so what! they can stick it up their girly asses
that's what i think if you want to know the truth
i long for simpler things - the country life for me!
agrarian booper in haystacks built for two
with shucks and other rustic colloquialisms
and ham, i do so love my ham!
spiral-cut pig boy action with honey-maple smoky shit
and plenty of it - served hot and ready to go
like bobby darin on crack cocaine

ya just gotta love the meateaters. My days of exotic silks are long gone over the hills but o the memories they left behind ! Thx, Dino.

the simple truth lies in the affection we garner from family and friends.....it is the great equalizer to the harsh realities of a rigged game....terrific language here, hip and poignant, the anger, the acceptance of the way things are....it's tough call as to how to spend our days.....fighting, praying, numb......I guess a balanced life is mixing it all up

i just want a hot egyptian babe!

yes dino, sometimes that's the only thing that makes sense....