Saturday, January 1, 2022


piano joke

picture
that there's this guy. this
really good-looking guy. damn
is he sexy. damn, he
looks GOOD.
**
now, picture him blinking and
suddenly there's TWO
of him. two of this exact same guy.
but now, some kind of
magic or somethin' there's two
of him. identical in every way.
EVERY way. (wink wink)
**
now picture this
**
so there are two of him now and
they look at each other and
one of him grabs the other of him
bends him over
and just butt-fucks the heck out of him.
**
and that
**
moments later, everything is back
to normal. there's just the
one of him now -- the one that just got fucked.
his asshole is still kinda sore,
and he's kinda puzzled about why
that is -- doesn't remember
the other one of him, doesn't recall
their torrid sexual activity.
**
the expression in his
eyes, dazzlingly lost,
splendidly
perplexed.
**
kinda cute, actually,
like a lost puppy.
**
he smears a little
lotion on his sore asshole, all around
the rim, really gentle. he
feels better now.
**
a trip to the doctor
averted, no need to
bother the
man, snarl at the
health
insurance.
**
and then
**
again, suddenly, and
without any warning,
there are two of him,
going at it once again,
one of him butt-fucking
the heck out of
the other one of him.
**
and, then once again,
just the one, the fucked
one.
wincing as he examines
himself in the mirror.
**
damn he looks good,
real good,
from each and every,
angle.
**
he says that to himself,
he says "damn, i look good, and
from each and every angle, too."
and the guy in the mirror
answers back. the guy in the mirror
says "you sure do. you look
GOOD." and then the
guy in the mirror says, "as a matter
of fact, you know how good you
look? well, i'll tell you -- you look
good enough to..."
except now the
guy in the mirror isn't
in the mirror. he's standing
right there behind him,
getting ready to,
well,
you know...
**
everybody laughs now,
but, of course
they'd all been drinking.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2015)

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