by Brian McCloskey
My heart is breaking for a little love. I love you to bits. The girl that I adore, I can’t kiss her no more. Legs are it. If you are in bed with Mandy. Be nice to the product of your loins. We wish you’d never left, Mandy. Mandy is an affectionate nickname. There are overweight firemen all around. Not just the usual bunch of flowers. Even then, you could see Mandy was cut out to be an actress. A gorgeous naked woman steps into her bedroom and slowly, teasingly, puts on sexy black underwear. You know a lobster? Still would we kiss and kiss for ever. No love be granted to him who hates all love. I love you every minute of the day. My heart beats for you. I broke my heart with weeping. I had never seen a sausage that shape or size before. I love you but I’m all alone. I’m really paranoid about the shape of my head. If you want to be happy for a month, kill a pig. And pictures of two Scandinavian teenagers having sex. A strange woman kissed me. Women have to be softly touched. I love you and I want you more than anything in the whole world. None of you can hold a candle to my stuffing. It’s as smooth and silky as a knee. Did the brown bowls come in yesterday?