Hungry Eyes by Eric Carmen
I used to dance by myself to this song while reciting under my breath 2-3-4, 2-3-4. I got pretty good at that dance the first summer I saw Dirty Dancing. I also got pretty good at convincing my tiny friends to attempt the lift with me at the local park. I was positive that, with enough practice, I could whisk a girl above my head & hold her there while she felt the wind in her permed bob. I never accomplished that goal, but I definitely became good at running my fingers down a girl’s bare midriff while making her eyes cloud with lust. Thanks for teaching me that trick, Swayze.
And thanks for being so rad, bohemea.
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About the author(s): MjH grew up in the suburbs of Encino, CA, born into a family of hilarious Jews. His mother, a witty New Yorker with a sharp tongue, set the bar pretty high in terms of what he looks for in a wife/Jewess.
Forever wearing glasses and on the hunt for Jewish cunt, our man wants you to know that he once schtupped a dame at DIVE! in Century City.
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