Mounds of flesh!
Spandex will stretch...
But not enough.

Greasy hair
And rotten green teeth
turn me on.

This beer crate
Makes a good front step.
Welcome!

Call my love!
Please beg him to pay
Our phone bill.

Soiled tee shirt;
Big beer belly...
He's so hot!

Wafting scents:
Soiled kitty litter
One month old.

She leans in,
And one stray hair falls
In my soup.

Fresh roadkill
Baking in the sun...
Our dinner!

Big curlers,
Moo-moo and slippers...
Off to town!

A tank top;
Three hundred pounds ~
And no bra.

Bartender!
Pour me another ~
For Grandma.

Eye shadow;
Bright blue and greasy...
Please put more!