Betty Blow Up, Blew up
You had her blown up, til she's splitting her seams. You had it all laid out, your lubricants and creams. The hole in her mouth, was bigger than norm. You oils were on the stove, you were keeping them warm. Her hair was blonde, cascading in curls. You put on her a necklace, you moms favorite pearls. You got too excited, pumped her once, then twice. You'd never thouht it'd happen. The Deluxe was higher in price. It started at her butt crack, and worked up to her breast. Mom runs in screaming, your only half dressed. You take it back to the store, you forgot about it's box. You look around in astonishment. People were gathered in flocks. The moral of this story is, if you have to buy a doll. Buy it from an adult store, not on sale at the mall. Written April 3rd, 2002 © on Apr 03 2002 04:06 AM PST 0 • 14
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"You had her blown up,..."