This is really funny

player4u

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A Poem For Some Men - w4m - 38

Date: 2007-01-12, 11:36AM EST


Sometimes you've called us up
To bust a nut or two
Only to try and haggle
To save a buck or two...

You failed to wash your balls
Nor trimmed the pubes a bit,
And when I got too close
You really smelled like shit.

You asked us stupid questions,
Even though we had addressed
Every point and nuance
Our patience did get stretched.

You asked to call us "mommy",
Even though you're 64.
You weighed 400 pounds,
I think you broke my floor.

Your dick was bent like crazy,
One ball was to your knees.
Your fingernails were dirty
And your foreskin held some cheese.

You bitched about the condom,
I used to stay alive.
You even tried to take it off,
To me, that shit don't jive.

You said you'd never cheated,
First partner was your wife.
Yet all the girls on Craigslist,
Know the story of your life.

Now we may take your money,
We might pretend to cum.
We might even say, "Oh baby...
You're the best under the sun".

But that doesn't mean we're stupid,
Or even close to it.
It just means we're crazy
To wish you were Brad Pitt.





Ok..
I'm sick and out of commission for a few days and obviously have too much time on my hands.
I blame it all on the nyquil, neo citrin and throat lozenges.

Cough cough..
Lin
 
Here's my rebuttal based on two incidents in the past 2 weeks:

Sometimes we've called you up
To bust a nut or two
Only to be told
Can I get back to you.

We sit on pins and needles
Waiting for you to call
Hoping our SO doesn't walk in
And fuckin ruin it all

We deal with all the crap
Just to set date
Because no matter what
You know we're going to wait

So finally we get to talk
About when we can meet
And once we're in agreement
We look forward to the treat

The big day comes, we're horny
Been counting down the days
Get all cleaned up and ready
Everything seems a haze

We show up on location
Then call for the room number
But there isn't any answer
As we sit hard as a cucumber

The seconds turn to minutes
As we try to think of a way
To be able to reach you
So we can get laid today

We finally start to realize
As the clock continues to tick
This is another no-show
Add one more to the list

The next day you're all friendly
We're fed up with your jive
But our little head takes over
"Are you available at five?"