I love Marys walnuts

    Have you ever considered how . . . uncomfortable . . that statement is?

Uncomfortable    No

                         Shes got great walnuts love takeem in my hands squeezinem hard

A game I play

With her walnuts?are we talkin’ about the same Mary, Garcia?

Same  Tall voluptuous crazy blonde tendrils which blonde  jah normally leaves me cold unmoved like braided rope  so fuckin thick

    Mary

somewhat disconcerted

                     What are her walnuts?

looked at her asif she had two heads

                                 Whadaya think

    I think . . . calling her breasts walnuts isn’t flattering.

Tha woud be

                Her tits are marvelouswas havin a bite attha Mexican place where yacan sit at the glass look out onto the street she banged on it I lookedup yanked her sweater up cold outside mashed her tits against it stepped backaway laughinyanked her sweater down  an kept goin

Can you imagine

My God.

Wha amazin tits

                    Amazin aureoles myGawd

Walnuts

Her family runs a walnut orchard

Whenever she visits returns she gives me threefour sacks  

Game I play take two in hand breakinem against each other the unbroken I set aside for the second round Go roundanround until a winner the champion is determined an I set it aside

                                                                                  I wont eat it 

    Oh.

If her breasts were walnuts Id squeezeem together an gobbleem     

1139,  Wednesday,  3  6. 26

The Monkees  Mary, Mary  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9kG_KYuz0w