in my professional community, there are several ‘knowns’ about daisyfae, including:
a) insatiable lust respect and appreciation for fast cars
b) will do damn near anything when dared
c) will do damn near anything without being dared
These particular “knowns” collided one day in a corporate parking lot…
One of the founders of a very successful company had indulged in a guilty pleasure after decades of hard work. He purchased a Ferrari. As fate would have it, i was visiting just a few days after he purchased this pavement-munching monster, and he was still deeply immersed in the anal-retentive ‘don’t hurt my baby’ phase of toy ownership.
Leaving the headquarters building at the end of the day, i had the opportunity to see it…
There it was – literally gleaming in the sun! Screaming at me… What did it say?
So i did. And i left a big ol’ tongue mark snaking across the drivers side window like the slime trail of a slug. This astonished and amused my companions, including the corporate VP.
VP: [laughing] so… what did it taste like?
daisyfae: road grime…
Yes, i have licked a Ferrari. And, no – contrary to all the marketing and hype, it did not taste like turbo-charged, metallic sex….
girl i would love to party with you.. you would be a freakin’ ball buster with a couple a drinks in ya…
paisley – i’m guessing we’d have a good time… i do like to play, with or without alcohol!
I’m beginning to get worried …………… but in a nice way
*backs away slowly, not making eye contact …* 😉
I’ve never pictured you as a ball-buster. Quite the contrary, in fact (“ball-buster” is as delightful to my ears as “cunt-ripper” probably is to yours).
Nursemyra weighs in this morning with some thoughts about smegma. What a strange coincidence…
DP – that makes two of us… my environment/genetics has certainly left a few dings in my psyche. Fortuntely, my children have become numb – swearing that there is nothing
morei can do to embarass them.
az – it only makes me bolder!
toby – yeowch! point well taken! i think paisley was using that as a figure of speech. in general, women don’t like to actually ‘bust’ them. i suppose it’d be messy as hell, and you know the way we are about all that… 😉
My car could do with a wash…
kn – i charge extra for shitmobiles 😉
My fav car is the strawberry flavored kinds.
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