I've been faithful to my old girlfriend, Fistina (rhymes with christina) for a few weeks now. It seems she's always gotta have it. I was super busy today, and she just kept finding her way into my pants. I was like, 'Bitch, get off my jock!' We ain't got time for this...' But she has a way about her that I cannot resist. She is thoughtless, though. I got up to get a paper towel and I slipped on my hardwood floor in a puddle of my spunk and smacked my head on the coffee table. Even though she technically doesn't have a mouth, I swear I could hear her laughing. Evil bitch, see the next time you get some. Ahh, who am I fooling. Come here, you hairy slut...