Hell yeah, we're going to have fun today!
The fabulous Stacie from Stacie's Madness is playing a little game.
The game goes something like this:
It's called "Brought to you by the letter..." game.
-You leave a comment (asking for a letter) on this post, and I’ll assign you a letter.
-You write about ten things you love that begin with your assigned letter, and post it at your place.
-When people comment on your list, you give them a letter, and the chain continues on and on.
Good because here we go.
Today's Post is brought to you by the letter - - - -
That's right, the amazing Stacie had the balls to give me the letter P!!!
Fasten your seat belts, we're gonna go for a Pervy ride!
Perhaps you should consider yourself warned.
The 10 things I love that start with the letter P.
Duh. Could I start anywhere else?
A Pleasing, Portable, Pulsing, sometimes Plastic Package. Plunge it in the Perfect Port-hole and Pump. The Pecker.
I know, shocked you there right?
Plump, Pretty, Pink, sometimes Pierced Poon. It's Possible they are Pungent and sometimes it comes in the form of a Pricey Prostitute. But when you Part the Puffy Parenthesis, you are Privy to Perfection. Bring on the Putang. The Punani. The Pussetta.
Hot, wet and fiery. Dark and demanding. Combine with 1 or 2 (or 1 and 2) and Prepare for Paradise. Just watch out for the Pubes.
While I'm a fan of the battery Powered Pink bunny in my Purple toy box, a Penis is always better when attached to a Person. And while you might disagree with me, Pussies that are not attached to People are Positively Preposterous.
Did you think I forgot?
Need I say more? Only if you beg. Say Pretty Please.
When the stack is tall, hot and driPPing with sticky syruP.
You know, like blouse bunnies with Perky niPPles.
Paddling. Or sPanking. Love bites anyone?
I can be bought.
Sexy back rubs. Shiny baubles. Lingerie. Pedicures. Parisian vacations.
Finally one you can show to your mom... or my mom for that matter.
Because I'm old school and when I write, I Prefer to do it on Paper first before I type it.
That's all folks. If you actually survived to the end without falling over dead, Pucker up and give me a kiss!
Don't forget to leave me a comment if you want your own letter.
I'll need your email address
(And the link to your blog if you don't use blogger. OR, if you don't blog, I might be Persuaded to host your Post here.)
Thank you Urban Dictionary. I would not have Perservered if it weren't for your Plethora of P's