I haven't forgotten to write a Part II to "The First Love", but also haven't had the energy to sit down and write it, though I apparently had time and energy to write and trade a few limericks with Huxley.
Huxley by the way, is a geeky-sexy cartoonist, and I mean geeky in the best possible way...as in, he's the smartest and funniest of guys, and a gentleman, but cute as all get-out and you just know when he gets rolling, he's gotta be hot as hell in bed lol...should I coin the word geexy in honor of him? Yes, I think I will: this is for you Huxley, geexy adorable you! ;O)
He started the limerick challenge. [Serena is my pseudonym for this one]:
A blogger by the name of Serena,
Found books were her favorite arena,
But this giggly blonde
Was quite fond of her Wand*
Which made her squeal like a laughing hyena.
[*Referring to my favorite of appliances, the Hitachi Magic Wand.]
So I asked him to do one for me as Pym, and I wrote this as an example:
There once was a blogger named Pym,
Who wished she was ever-more trim,
But when she giggled and jiggled her ass-not-so-trim,
Out of Huxley she'd get a sweet grin.
His reply:
Huxley said, "What's the matter Ms. Pym?
Your expression is awfully grim."
Pym wiggled her booty,
"'Tis a giggly beauty,
Thus it's my duty to go to the gym."
[Here I laughed and clutched my stomach, picturing myself at the gym. Ha! But then again, that's why my ass is a "giggly" beaut.]
My reply, using another nickname,
There once was a cartoonist named Hex,
Who wouldn't be caught dead in Spandex,
But his cock was so wide,
He threw frugality aside,
And bought it its own diamond Rolex.
And I also wrote one for Spencer [here I'll call him Stan]:
There once was a lover named Stan,
Whose uncut cock's length was a span,
His wife, yes she'd suck it,
But swallow? She'd duck it.
"That's such a big load, Mr. Man!"
Yes, I did write one for Cary using his real name and occupation, but I couldn't think of a pseudonym that would keep the rhyme. So here's one I made up just now:
There once was a hotty named Cary,
Whose disposition was always quite merry,
He'd hold me tight,
And hit it just right,
Making me pleased oh so very.
That's all the brain power I can spare for the night; hope we made someone laugh; feel free to share a dirty limerick of your own; it's great mental exercise, and can be kinda' hot ;O)
~Pym
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