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Once, when I was more flexible than now
no more longer soldier or PW, but student
 of philosophy, I managed, not all that rarely
 to put the tip of my male thing
 between my pouted lips, to suck
 as well as I lick  it was the greatest pleasure
 in my life. Yet, the contortions that demanded by exercising  usually left my chest in a condition of moderate pain, at no other time in my long, glorious life, I did so often consult Mister Kenner, a german specialist of lung diseases. No X-ray ever showing anything abnormal.
 ( from ernst jandl (1925-2000)- german lyrician )
 
 
 
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