I couldn’t get it up. I, with pale skin, reptile eyes, 80 grit face. Fresh air blew thru walls and past my space heater at the speed of 9 degrees below zero.
I shake her awake to apologize.
“Knock, knock”
“Who cares?”
Honey…it’s a joke. Have a little sympathy.
A little sympathy is what I’ve been trying for all night.
Knock-knock
Who’s fucking there?
Limp penis
Limp penis who?
You’re no supposed to say limp penis who. its my condom joke
oh I see, a joke without an orgasm. that’s supposed to be like three hours of heavy petting without a punch line.
I’ll give you a punch line
anything to know you feel something. you’re an amphibian. off in your little swampy semi-autistic fantasy world, and lo and behold, you join us, finally, after hours of holding your breath on life, you emerge all slimy and funky in the folds.
oh yea, you ever heard of the reverse hoagie shack?
what?
its where titty fuck you while I rub my ass in your face.
nice, you come up with that yourself?
when it's all said and done, my lovelies, i let everyone down
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