Sunday, March 12, 2017

"Mega. AND Ultra. It's a Black Mega Ultra Monster Cock."

As far as Chick Lit goes, the only sub-genre that holds any interest is the Urban White Chick / Black Monster Cock one.

Sometimes the Black Monster Cock belongs to a professional athlete the heroine meets; sometimes it's the unassuming black office-worker down the hall who -- who knew? -- turns out to have a Black Monster Cock.

Pages of witty dialogue ensue, as she has lunch with all of her diverse urban friends and they talk about Monster Cocks.

"I don't know --  maybe our waiter has a Monster Cock."

"He's Asian, Tamara."

"Are you saying Asian men can't have a Monster Cock, Jennifer?"

"I'm sure they can. But it is probably more 'Son of Godzilla' than 'Godzilla', you know what I mean?"

"I think you can't say that, Jennifer."

"Sure you can. You just can't compare black men's cocks with King Kong, that's all."

"What about White Men? Who can we compare their White Monster Cocks to?"

"I don't know, but I bet all the White Monster Cocks are in Gay Porn, anyway."

"That's funny because it's true."

"You know what else is true?"

"What's that?"

"Black Men have big cocks. They REALLY do."

"Oh yeah."

"Bigger than White Men. And Asians."

"So, Jennifer: your new friend. Is it a Monster Cock, or is it a Mega-Monster-Cock?"

"Mega. AND Ultra. It's a Black Mega Ultra Monster Cock."

"You're so lucky."

"I am, I am. Except for the vaginal bleeding."

You know: dialogue like that.

I am Laslo.

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