…my freak flag only flies at ½ staff…
…unless I grease the pole first…
…at least that’s what Hawk man’s wife…
…Hawk Tuah…
… told me at the Comic Khah last Saturday…
…it all goes back to my college modeling days…
…my girl-‘friend’, Mary…
…talked me in to posing for her life drawing class…
…then kept gaving me that wicked smile…
…and wiggle of her body…
…the professor whispered to me…
…young man get control of your flagpole…
…Mary stretched her arms above her head…
…and arched her back…
…my freak flag only flies at ½ staff…
…unless I grease the pole first…
…at least that’s what Hawk man’s wife…
…Hawk Tuah…
… told me at the Comic Khah last Saturday…
…it all goes back to my college modeling days…
…my girl-‘friend’, Mary…
…talked me in to posing for her life drawing class…
…then kept gaving me that wicked smile…
…and wiggle of her body…
…the professor whispered to me…
…young man get control of your flagpole…
…Mary stretched her arms above her head…
…and arched her back…