Of course, since all talc is soft and has perfect cleavage and a pearly luster, it's somewhat disingenuous to say that I prefer talc that way. As if I had a choice in the matter—as if there were any other kind of talc. This by way of stating that this song is really great in a novelty-song kind of way:
I like a girl in satin
Who talks dirty in Latin
A girl who’s flirty
When she quotes Krishnamurti
If she likes to be goosed
While reciting from Proust
I’ll know she’s my kind of creature
Among her delectables
Her intellectables
Must be her sexiest feature
...
I want a PHD
Who reads Linear ‘B’
Who applies her lotion
With a Brownian motion
Now some men may favour
A girl who’s a raver
A tease or a saucy young minx
But I’ll get undressed with
The girl I’m impressed with
Who’s tunnelling under the Sphinx
Hey,
Finally found your blog. You'd best find me in Irvine.
Posted by: Heuler | August 27, 2005 at 10:20 PM