You're everywhere In our homes At our schools Walking the streets And trying to be Your image of masculinity I can hear your words So clearly.... I'll fix my own car My testicles came with a car manual I'll hunt, you gather Hand me that elephant gun so I can get us some rabbits I have the privledge to stand when I urinate But no aiming ability I'll drink my own pee if I have to But I'm dying from the flu Gay men are pansies But guys slapping each other's half naked asses... well, hell...that's just manly. Manly men... You're one of a kind... Thank God.
Reason for writing:
I want to make one clarification before I get a ton of reply from men...I know most of you don't think like this, but the one's that do...well, they're pretty "special". lol
Birth sign: Gemini
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