*swish*

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i’ve noticed that when i wear a skirt, my hips seem to take on a renewed joy in their existence. they sway back and forth with each step in a decidedly seductive manner, never seen when encased by denim or flannel. a very gyspy rose lee rhythm.
ba-da-da-da-dum ba-dum ba-dum
this in turn makes me more aware of my hips and their biological purpose in being plush.
sex
my pelvis is a fertile field, ripe for the sowing. come, ole macdonald, show me your hoe! spring is here, time for the planting. the harvest will be all the greater this year if you can germinate your very own seed.
this is what i think about when i wear my skirt.

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6 Thoughts on “*swish*”

  1. paige on April 11, 2001 at 09:00 said:

    Funny. That’s what I think when you wear a skirt, too!

  2. Candi on April 11, 2001 at 10:02 said:

    *dying laughing*

  3. Goddess on April 11, 2001 at 10:29 said:

    “my pelvis is a fertile field, ripe for the sowing. come, ole macdonald, show me your hoe! spring is here, time for the planting. the harvest will be all the greater this year if you can germinate your very own seed.”
    I think that should be the opening lines on all your dates.

  4. heather on April 11, 2001 at 12:43 said:

    heh. no thanks.

  5. dangerman on April 11, 2001 at 21:25 said:

    I am so turned on right now.

  6. Archi O'Pteryx on February 25, 2003 at 22:23 said:

    Good God! The rising tide of filth! Has Herr Bush been informed?
    – Rhoberta
    Canberra
    Australia.

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