An Ode to Wanking.
I sit beside my window,
thinking of you.
Its been 7 days since you've left me, and my hand is stickier than glue.
The callouses are painful, my shoulders very sore.
Not quite sure if my manhood can take this abuse any more.
So I sit beside my window, not quite sure what to do.
But things are looking better, Paris Hilton's on channel 2.