Okay, I'm trying a new font. It's Trebuchet. It's the color of my hair. It is much drier than my hair, however. And why is my hair not dry, you ask? Because it is so FUCKING HOT AND HUMID in here I am sweating profusely. I feel like I'm going to slide off of the goddamned chair!

There, I got that off my chest. My sweaty chest. Now, for tonight's topic...sex with vertically-challenged men. This has been a subject of great interest to me ever since I was in my teens and heard the little verse, "When they're nose to nose, his toes is in it. When they're toes to toes, his nose is in it." It occurred to me that his tongue was no doubt in close proximity to "it" as well, and that could be incredibly convenient. So I thought of that tonight, as my hubby and I were watching "Wheel of Fortune" and one of the contestants was very (maybe 3 feet?) short. He was with his fiancee, who was much taller. He was a handsome little devil, and I could not help but speculate on the size and potential rigidity of both his tongue and his cock. His fiancee was very pretty and looked happy, so my imagination took off like a greased cheetah and it wasn't long before I had to ask hubby to get down on his knees.

Now, where was I? Oh yes...heat and humidity. I hate heat. I hate humidity. I hate sweat, especially when it's trickling down every crevice of my body. Uh-oh, I just thought of a good subject for tomorrow's post.