Location: Chicago, Illinois, United States

Tuesday, October 12, 2010


"You weren't just looking at that pear, you were devouring it with your eyes."

"Yes. Yes. I was thinking that that pear has an appealing rose hue, like your ass."

"Don't compare my ass to a pear. You think it sags. You think it's spotty. You think it has a poisonous core. Poisonous seeds."

"Poisonous? Not in a bad way. Your ass is a pear in ripeness, ripe color. And in juiciness. Not in shape. It's not pear-shaped. It's pear-juicy."


"Pear-juicy. Run-down-my-chin juicy. I'd like to bite into it."

"Too bad. I'm going to the store."

"For pears?"

"For tampons."


"For tampons and pears."




Blogger sybil law said...


That could be my husband and I. Well, once a month, anyway. :)

9:29 PM  
Blogger Chris said...


6:33 AM  
Blogger Kono said...

Me likes ass, pears not so much.

8:37 PM  
Blogger JMH said...

sybil - OK.

Chris - a good pear is luscious.

Kono - As long as you like one of the components...

1:17 AM  
Blogger Rassles said...

I'd never had a pear until about a year ago. Never in my life. It was fine.

10:58 AM  
Blogger JMH said...

I'm glad it was fine. Fine things are fine and make me glad.

7:35 PM  

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