When you describe your ex-girlfriend who recently had a baby as a wrecked Porsche, what does that make me? I’ve been pondering this for quite awhile. I have pumped out three babies, I have shat three human beings out of my vagina. Am I like a Honda, not as flashy as a Porsche but comfortable. Or maybe a BMW, classy, well made. Could I be Hummer, less susceptible to body damage. She can take a beating and come out unscathed. I know my 29 year old ass is not the ass of a Porsche. Could I be a classic car, maybe a Cougar? Meow!
What the heck does that mean?
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