Monday, May 21, 2007
The 'Bagling
Ah, the stage-1 choadbag. A young ‘bagling crawling out of his gelled up cocoon for the first time and taking his first awkward steps into a larger scrotey world.
While those blue satin shorts belong to the woman behind you, ‘Bagling Boy, it somehow informs your budding douche essence. That tentative, raw power of ‘Bagling — the blue satin shorts of your scrotey soul.
She is slender curvy iced banana perfection. I would blend her into a smoothie with a shot of vitamin powder and called it “Hotberry.” I would nibble her earlobes softly and whisper the ingredients off a package of HoHos with all the sexiness I could muster: Wheat gluten… Sodium Caseinate… Sorbic Acid…
Because I’m studly like that.
