When the plane lands, When the movie ends, When the candles are blown out.
I hate people who clap after. Celebrating the end of something mundane.
Celebrate the end of something terrible, Not your 32nd trip around the sun, Sharon.
I hate fucking people.
But fucking people is fun.
Though I wouldn’t know because I haven’t Fucked anyone.
Making love is one thing, Fabio has made love to hundreds of Women’s imaginations.
Though, the goose that threw herself at him On that roller coaster ride Definitely fucked his face.
Debra in the other seat clapped anyway.
Popping that cherry isn’t anything special, There’s always another sundae to be shared In the parking lot of a Dairy Queen after work.
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