Thursday

1. Nothing gets done, really.
2. Humbert Humbert feels too real. Overthink Nabokov's sexual perversions.
3. Backs arch over big, blue balls. Let's talk about your own perversions.
4. Bored palates call for quiche.
5. Hands where they shouldn't be, everyone tucking the tag.
6. Enter Shane, apartment left.
7. Jenga blocks down my pants. A tower on my butt.
8. Parties you don't go to, beer pong you can't play. Tell the boy with the black eye you're in high school.
9. Past meets present. Even slips it some tongue.
10. Race home laughing, nervous, laughing. You can still drive stick.