leered and cackled at Bukowski...
cheerleaders are terrified of bats...
ladder to the barn's loft...
Ralph, Bukowski's loyal St. Bernard...
the colonies, now called Kansas
Lazarus Long...."Time Enough For Love"
The truth is I'm happy most of the time
were out trick or treating..
meant to eat supper, forgot
and memories of sexual adventures
they stole poor Bukowski's Studebaker
To grab it with both hands and shake those apples down
his companion, a St. Bernard...
trembling, cold and hungry, because...
boxers. Black background, big red Hearts. Trust me.
An almost perfect melding of instrumental music and story on film is the old Western "The Magnificent Seven." Hard to top that, in my opinion.
named Fernando but called Bukowski
and those horny California chicks
I appreciate the comments, so I try to send a personal email if they are not friends. If they are friends, I generally post a picture of a Studebaker on their wall (or equivalent) with a note underneath thanking them. I hope I never miss anyone, but I am one lazy mofo so I might have. I don't get many comments like the better writers here do, so I treat my commenters like the Very Important People they are. The one thing I generally don't do much is use the new reply-to-comment function, cause I don't want to do that for one or two people and not do it for the rest. I don't do all that glittery, graphic stuff cause I am an ignorant dork and too lazy to learn that shit.
picker from Timbuktu newly arrived
Eating all the mountain oysters?
I like cumming myself. I also appreciate the simple and straightforward cum. Paste tense is came.
in a sexy Studebaker pickup