[the uncensored, possibly offensive, musings and rants of underground hoaxer, Alan Abel]
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Cialis, Viagra and Levitra
When I was in high school back in Coshocton, Ohio, we men would stand in front of McCluggage's Malt Shop and watch the girls go by. Mostly it was during summertime, we wore shorts and always carried a condom in our shirt pocket. That was a badge of courage. Also, in case one of us got lucky. In those days, the 40's, we didn't have the penis enhancing drugs that advertise on TV 24/7. There were two "loose" girls in our senior class. Maisie Lemon always traveled with the band on our bus for out-of-town football games. She worked the aisle giving blow or hand jobs. I always pretended to sleep. I can still see Maisie walking down Main Street, pregnant, with a huge belly that looked like she would going to give birth to a Great Dane. No word who the father was. We didn't have DNA then. But everytime a baby was born in Coshocton, somebody left town. That's also why the population remained the same for half-a-century.
The other loose lady was Anita Coen. She had watermelon breasts and a loose bra. Every step swung a melon and one time at Lake Park....our swimming venue...one of the guys had drilled two holes in the wall of the boys' locker room so we could peek into the girls' locker room. We took turns and bully Dave Brown clocked each of us for five minutes at the holes. When I had my turn one July afternoon, I lucked into seeing Anita Coen's breasts. Wow! Humdinger! Well kiss my ass! Her knockers were beyond HUGE. They were bombastic! Out of sight! Unbelievable! I wanted to break through that flimsy wall and drill her with my medium sized pecker. It was hard as a rock. Oh, those were the days. Fond memories.
Getting back to Cialis, Viagra and Levitra. Their commercials warn us limpers not to be erect more than 4 hours. Then, if so, call our doctor immediately. Because he would know what to do. But he's on the golf course or on the phone with his stockbroker.I know what to do. I'm going to call three more girls and have a ball. That's what I'm going to do! While I'm waiting for the three pussies to arrive, the TV commercial warns me not to operate any heavy machinery or drive a car. Don't want to get stuck in the steering wheel. And there are a lot of other things I shouldn't do while erect that I've forgotten. So, onward and upward.And good luck to all the studs out there.
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