. . .do not exist. . .
I don't get it. Why hold a Two Lip Fest? Makes no sense to celebrate something so ordinary. Doesn't everybody have a pair?
Or is it supposed to be about the kissing...? Like in those old country songs, where there's always a line about "pressing your two lips close to mine..."?
Labels: country music, Speculation, stardust
7 comments:
*snicker snicker*
ah. coyote humour. ok.
Oh, dear, what a mistake to check on this blog during work... now all I can think about is lips and kissing, and kissing lips, and lips that kiss, and kissable lips... Woodsy, if I catalogue the ESI's lips, will you post it?
Coyotes don't have lips. Coyotes can't kiss. Ha ha
Check your facts. Coyotes got lips. Attractive black ones...
Black and cold. Like their hearts.
Warm and slobbery. Like our kisses...
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