an ode to spring time.....
a few years ago i owned a fiat 124 convertible, an expensive adult toy more than a real automobile, but i digress.....
i was driving on I-10 through mississippi on the way to pepsi-cola, florida, it was the first sunny, warm day in march, i had called in sick to make it a 4 day weekend.....the top was down, i was wearing shorts and a tank top and nothing else....ella fitgerald was sighing her sultry,subline songs out to me throught the killer sound system that had more power than the piece-of-shit-fiat's engine....a lot of strong nawliz coffe & chicory was stampeding through my blood stream....my pierced pecker head popped out...my left hand crept down the leg of my adias short-shorts...that piece of crap fun-in-ths-sun car was up to 90 before i splattered on the console.
a few years ago i owned a fiat 124 convertible, an expensive adult toy more than a real automobile, but i digress.....
i was driving on I-10 through mississippi on the way to pepsi-cola, florida, it was the first sunny, warm day in march, i had called in sick to make it a 4 day weekend.....the top was down, i was wearing shorts and a tank top and nothing else....ella fitgerald was sighing her sultry,subline songs out to me throught the killer sound system that had more power than the piece-of-shit-fiat's engine....a lot of strong nawliz coffe & chicory was stampeding through my blood stream....my pierced pecker head popped out...my left hand crept down the leg of my adias short-shorts...that piece of crap fun-in-ths-sun car was up to 90 before i splattered on the console.