thirst thirst thirst

As I age, and my spirit gentles, what I find attractive has changed, evolved into something softer, and more accepting. In my mid-40s, what really turns me on is red-faced men with undercuts and beards driving lifted trucks with peeling, big-titty decals, aggressively laying on their horns - like, just putting their calloused palms on the center of the steering wheel and PRESSING IN with all their strength, letting the dragon they ride release jarring sounds of emergency, and aiming that deafening sound right at a little Corolla, a rusted grey Corolla with its hazards on, where some fat-ass is helping an old white-haired bitch in a long skirt out of the passenger seat, and it’s taking forever because she needs a cane - you should know that really gets my juices flowing, a man who won’t stand for roadside weakness, a hairy alpha who won’t think before shouting, “Get the fuck out of the road, stupid bitch!” and I swear, when I see a dude like that, I'm like, YEAH BIG BOY, YOU TELL ‘EM, you hot, hypertensive giant, look how you scare everyone within a mile, look how you frightened that young boy on the corner trying to cross the street, ‘cause no one gets in your way, do they, OH YEAH, PAPI, you just keep sounding that truck horn and shaking that fist and tempting me, keep it up and I'm gonna use that weird step stool thing attached to your oversized truck and I'm gonna climb right into the driver’s seat and I'm gonna mount you and grab your beard, and I'm gonna reach real slow, and I’m gonna use my thumb and forefinger, and I'm gonna pluck the pacifier from my purse, the pacifier I’ve been saving for a BIG DADDY LIKE YOU, and I'm just gonna STICK IT RIGHT IN YOUR MOUTH, you like that, don’t you, you perspiring, aggressive meatstick, I’ll tell you what, with big strong men like you terrorizing the roads, going 50 in school zones, tailgating Student Drivers, passing peeps in the breakdown lane, what's a girl to do but thirst thirst thirst.