[Blake]

I like my women like I like my microwave. Cold on the outside, warm on the inside, and she'll kill any baby I put inside her.

I like my women like I like my whiskey. 12 years old, and mixed up with coke.

I like my women like I like my turtles. Helpless when they're on their back.

I like my woman like I like my beer; brown, smooth, and goes down without any problems.

I like my women like I like my oatmeal. Quick, easy, and covered in facts about dinosaurs.

I like my women like I like my pizza. Cut up into eight pieces inside a cardboard box.

I like my women like I like my cheese: American, fat-free, and single

I like my women like i like my coffee beans. Thrown into a burlap sack and transported illegally across central america.

I like my women like I like my drugs. Cheap and in the morning I can't remember how many I've done.

I like my women like I like my fish. Battered.



And for KZ

KZ likes his men like he likes his merlot. In him until he can't remember his own name.