one girl says:
oooo-eee! look at that
behind--you could hang a
swing off of that back porch!
another girl says:
i like 'em skinny, the kind
that have their hip-bones
sticking out. makes you
want to take 'em home and
feed 'em something.
and one says:
shit, someone ought to
put some lights on that and
a sign that says "wide load"--!
i say:
hell, to tell the truth,
i like a man with some
meat on him. it's true.
i don't want any of those
tall, weak things. jesus,
i feel like i'll break
'em in two. no, i like
a boy that's sturdy, stout
--a man that can stand up
to my kind of love. yes,
give me a boy with some
stuffing to him, a nice
round butt, yes o yes,
a behind like a picnic
basket that i can rest
my beer can on while
i'm loving him up yes yes
give me that fat boy yes.
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