Okay, so it's 4:31 pm and I'm bored. No new post. I could be writing. I could be making dinner (Ha!), I could be answering my screaming two-year-old. Instead, I'm here. So let's have some fun.
Add a paragraph and lets see where this goes. Just for kicks and giggles.
Marilyn Monroe Polschneider would never live up to her name. And wasn't that a hoot considering she was currently standing on stage under a series of hot lights with her right hand wrapped around a stripper pole, staring out at a full room of gaping-mouthed men? Ah, yeah, especially considering the fact she was flat as a board with dark hair and eyes and stood at a whopping five-feet even. Of course, that little shocker aside, the reality she wasn't every man's fantasy was the fact she actually had a brain rolling around in that skull of hers. And like the idiot she was, she'd just opened her mouth and let that little gem be known. Oh, man. She was in way over her head here.
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Alice's attempt:
"I was just kidding about being a College Physics teacher," she blurted out. The men in the front booed again, this time as though they didn't believe her. She decided the best defense was an offense and, because her tiny boobs were unlikely to get her out of this, unsnapped her fringed panties, twirled them around her finger, and launched them into the crowd.
Using her physics, she made sure the trajectory landed the fringed panties in the lap of only man not drooling or booing. He shoved his taped glasses up on his nose and looked her in the eyes. A feat she found most men in this joint couldn't do. And the man in question was - Her physics teacher!
Paty--brillant!
Alice
ROFL, Alice. Love it! And Paty, great addition. Love the taped glasses. hee hee hee
Alice says:
George Stickinthemud, caught those panties with one hand while calculating the possibilities of lunar orbit with the other (using his hand held super-calculator.) When he looked up and met Marilyn Monroe Polschneider's gaze, he pushed those glasses up on his nose until the tape snapped, right along with the strings of his heart. How many times had his eyes met hers across a crowded teacher's lounge? As he watched, cross-eyed--she unhooked her flashy red bra and flung it right at him, leaving him to gaze upon the two most perfectly ergomatic mounds of human flesh he had ever seen.
If this wasn't love, he didn't know--or care--what it was. He swilled the rest of his iced tea with Sweet-N-Low and swaggered to the stage.
"Be mine," he mumbled into his pocket protecter. Thankfully, Marilyn was an expert lip reader. She threw her naked self into his arms. Unfortunately, without her contact lenses, she didn't realize she was aiming at Bungo Benny, the biker dude from hell...
ROFLMAO!!!
Oh Alice! That is too good!
What a hoot--er, no, wait, I mean how funny! Between this and the erotic vampires ... y'all must be writers or something!
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