Ooh! Ooh! Yes, baby, that's what I want!
I knew there was a reason I loved you
but I'll only agree on a few conditions
1. You absolutely must grow an enormous beer belly that will inevitably turn me into a hunchback due to all the hugs you'll be getting.
2. You must be loud and obnoxious, masochistic and abusive.
3. Please, oh please, turn me into your bitch!
I will I will I will create mediocrity with you.
S'long as I can be near you.
P.S. I think the situation is not "If you want red lobster you'll give head."... it's more like "If you want head you'll take me to the Hilton and order the caviar and oysters." ::wink::