Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Wooooooooooooooo
Woooooooooooooooooooooooo
Woooo Wooo
Wooo Wooooooooooooo
Wooooooo
Woo Woooooooooooooooo
Wooooooooooooooo
Woooooo
Wooooooooooo
Weedeewee Weedeewee Weedeewee WeedeeweeWooo
Weedeewee Weedeewee Weedeewee WeedeeweeWooo
Weedeewee Weedeewee Weedeewee WeedeeweeWooo
Weedeewee Weedeewee Weedeewee WeedeeweeWooo
Wvuu Wvuu Wvuu Wvuu
Wvuu Wvuu Wvuu
Wvuu Wvuu Wvuu
Wvuu Wvuu
Wvuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
-Thirst
Driving a hundred* on the highway
Intoxicated but not on wine
Possessed with desire
Kissing the tail of the car in front
Fearless drive for release
Faster still
Sexual energy
Snake between two cars
Changing lanes
Swerving right
Pedal to the metal
Objects blurred
Feel the blood rush
Music deafening
Body pulsing
I have touched a part of god
-Thirst
[size=75]* Professional driver, do not try this at home.[/size]
Better!
-Thirst
HILARIOUS NONSENSE!!
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
better buckle up
and from your explanitory poem later in this thread
sexaliscious
lhw - AKA: The Straight-faced Clown AKA:M.C Tape-Hiss
At first I thought this was the Vonage t.v. commercial. You know, the one that uses the woo woo song from "Kill Bill. Then, after the poem surfaced, I saw it as Blakes’s quote about the road to the palace of wisdom being excess. Jim Morrison died thinking that. Don’t you!