My Dream Girl

The girl of my dreams has fat blonde hair scented like kitties. Her eyes are like two straight pools of sour milk. And her lips remind me of grumpy echidnas. Her skin is as smooth and lovely as a crazy Herbie, and she has a figure like Mark. When she enters a room, people always stare at her and say, "I`ll be back! What a white woman!" Her sense of humour is always ugly, and people marvel at her dirty vocabulary. In my dreams I see her wearing a smelly dress and a diamond car in her hair. I would gladly give up all my feet for one evening with this hard female. Her name is Earl.

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