November 21, 2005
Poetry
My cousin sent me this. A man and woman are asked to write a poem expressing what they desire in a mate. Here's the finished product.
FEMALE POEMPersonally, I think that dude is nuts... a Road Glide. Custom paint, tour pack, some real exhaust... yeah, that's what you want her to own in addition to the liquor store. Posted by That 1 Guy at November 21, 2005 12:49 PMI want a man who's handsome, smart and strong
One who loves to listen long,
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.I want him to be gainfully employed,
And when I spend his cash, he not be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.Oh! For a man who makes love to my mind,
And knows what to answer to "how big is my behind?"
I want that this man to love me to no end,
And always be my very best friend.MALE POEM
I want a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs,
Who owns a liquor store,
And a bass boat.
I know this doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit.
sending this to Dear Husband....very funny
Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at November 21, 2005 12:58 PMAnd this is why everytime the idea of maybe talking to you about one of my younger single friends flits through my mind, I squash it like a bug.
Posted by: Marty at November 21, 2005 01:24 PMAwww... c'mon. You know that just hurt me.
One second I'm a sweetheart, and then...
Posted by: That 1 Guy at November 21, 2005 01:28 PMDamn it! I knew this would happen. I get this flippin' keyboard to work and I can't remember my smartassed comment. Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn!
Posted by: Tammi at November 21, 2005 10:26 PMTammi? It doesn't count as a rhyme when you use the same word over and over...
Posted by: Ogre at November 22, 2005 10:31 AMI thought it was something about women that were no taller than waist high, fold back teeth and a flat head to rest a beer. That doesn't rhyme either, but I thought that was part of a man's ultimate woman poem somewhere...
Posted by: Bou at November 22, 2005 07:27 PM
