I want to nail Kim Kardashian. I don't want to want to, but I do. Really, there's no discernable difference between her and Paris Hilton, except that one is blonde and the other is slightly, in a racial profiling kinda way, more likely to be involved in a car bombing. And there's no f'ing way I'd hit Paris. I mean, with a bat maybe. So why the double standard?
My ***** positively yearns for her. It doesn't make sense. I repulse myself for desiring her. I just look at her and I feel the need to have myself innoculated against c0ckrot but that doesn't do a damn thing to deter my *****. My d1ck is a compass and she's fcuking North, what can I do about it? The strange thing is, my ***** is usually much smarter than this. Usually, where VD is concerned, he's like a **** near a sign that reads: "Warning: Minefield". Well, maybe that's a bad example. All those fcukers seem to be legless, but you know what I mean.
Anyway, just thinking out loud. Thought you'd be interested.
Also, why are cheerleaders so universally coveted. Note the lack of a question mark. 8/10 males totally fcuking dig 'em. 1/10 is a ****. And 1/10 is in the closet with their pom-pom fetish because they're whooped and they're desperate to impress and spend most of their times making chocolate-dipped madeleines and sh*t.
I'm curious, are the lucky few that were actually able to nail cheerleaders less likely to have the fetish?
By the way, if you're a guy and not a *** and you deny wanting a piece of that, I will fcuking punch you in the throat until you die.