有種藥叫春藥,男人有時候需要倚賴春藥才能脹大,如果他的對象不發春的話。
女人不發春,又是為何原因呢?我覺得男人得弄懂,這樣子就不必消費春藥來壯陽。
先講女人怎麼看男人的大或小好了。
女人這種動物很奇怪,有種泯滅事實耍智障的天性,不是裝瞎而是真瞎,如果愛上某男人的話。
老原姐姐愛上她的小壞時(她還因此創作力泉湧,完成了【愛上小男人】小說集,由聯合文學出版),我們這些客觀的、睿智的熟女朋友,全部對她的行徑嗤之以鼻。哼!那男人那麼「小」,送我們我們沒一個想要,貼大筆錢請我們將他資源回收,我們還是會嚴詞拒絕。
之前,老原姐姐把小壞的照片傳給我「評鑑」,一直問妹子我,「妳看看妳看看,他好可愛好可愛對不對?」
不))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))對啦!啊他有哪一點可愛?我把照片正著看倒著看歪著看,發揮了福爾摩斯明察秋毫的精神,就是找不到能顯示她小男人可愛的蛛絲馬跡。
老原姐姐還把「小」男人崇拜成頂天立地的「大」GG男人,她在公開出版的文章裡寫「大」男人「宏偉」的性器,寫得露骨極了,根本是因為迷戀他而「欺騙」了廣大讀者嘛。她的頭號粉絲我的讀後心得是:以身材比例而言,絕不可能,除非他是怪物,大器天成。
哇咧,老原姐姐就愛小男人他的「大器天成」,我看,就算小男人不舉,老原姐姐還是對他愛愛愛不完。
小男人何需春藥來壯陽,他一定每天自我感覺良好,覺得我這號人物宇宙無敵超級霹靂地~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~大,毫無疑問。
切,熟女得出結論了,男人要找藥效最好的春藥,就是找一個愛自己愛到瞎愛到發春的女人,進入她,進入她的眼睛,進入她的心靈,進入她的肉體,脹大,脹大,脹大。
你想脹大嗎?找到她,去愛,去愛,去愛。愛她,對她唱You raise me up: To more than I can be.
搞到她瞎,為你而瞎。
篇名: 發春與發粉(愛情日記 / 等待冷卻或沸騰)
作者: 85度C熟女 日期: 2009.07.20 天氣: 心情:
我之前用麵包機做吐司,都很成功,發得可是白泡泡幼綿綿,由裡到外,顯得春意盎然。因為,我將慣用的比利時發粉(酵母)放在冷凍室裡,發粉的活性一直保存著,能讓吐司raise up,幾乎從不失敗。
上兩個月,莫名其妙我的懶病發作,想想,大賣場那種常溫的白牌發粉說不定也能用,而且無須那麼麻煩,每次做吐司,還得把發粉從冰箱拿出拿進。
換發粉也換存放的環境後,呃,我看見變化,我的吐司,一次比一次「結實」,上禮拜,竟然成了一顆麵粉頭。
麵粉頭跟石頭一樣碇摳摳,拿來K人保證對方哇哇叫(不要想太美,不是K歌),吐司嚴若冰霜,一點也不美味。
還是「發春」的吐司可愛,好渾圓又好香,像發春的女人的玉臀。
哈!可見,發粉的角色有多重要,發粉的活性,能夠誘發麵粉產生連串化學變化。發粉爛,「遇人不淑」的麵粉就好似冬眠的怨婦,一整個不只無精打采,更是醜不啦嘰,毫無彈性,令人吞未落喉。
我親愛的姐妹呀,妳有沒有意識到,自己處在怎樣的狀態呢?是發春期?還是冬眠期?妳們找到優質發粉了沒?不要讓死發粉害妳成了怨婦喔!
我們一起來做發春的吐司。
吐司發春之歌:
You Raise Me Up
When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
There is no life - no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
But when you come and I am filled with wonder,
Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
You Raise Me Up
When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
There is no life - no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
But when you come and I am filled with wonder,
Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be. |