run fucker run

fuck yeah let’s talk about cars mine’s too long too wide runs an engine that drinks fuel like a fat chick sucking milkshakes but man oh mother oh man she can pull hard all the way to 140 miles per hour which is what men measure speed in ‘cos miles rhymes with smiles baby clamp your arse in the seat and punch the gas to rocket land can’t stop it man
  
she’ll run hard all day eating up scenery howling fuck you to the moon and yesterday and tomorrow and run baby run up comes a sharp corner clench your smoke in your teeth touch of brakes out comes the arse back on the gas and slide baby slide feather feather feather the gas like making love to your one true love then straighten her up and drive it to the floor man
  
she’ll shove you back in the seat and lift her nose taking off for anywhere but here noise and heat and fuckin’ sweet thrust man thrust like every last push of cock you ever nailed home in to every lover you ever got lost in
  
this car runs oversize king-size hi-strength big-bore everything runs av-gas hot sweet shot by shot snorts spits shits unburnt fuel on every down-shift boom crash pop shot of flames and gas it baby gas it baby gone baby gone go on turn the key I dare ya let’s you and me go see what it is got the devil laughin’ moonlight madness for them fuckers we’ll leave standing in our dance of speed tonight....




{and a hearty thanks to Mr Lip for yelling run fucker run from the back of the room :-)

Also, a stunning reading by the ever-admirable Jesta is to be found here; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6XKLKS9K4n4