ode to semen?

Selected lyrics from Mariah Carey's Honey:

"And it's just like honey

When your love comes over me"

"It's like honey when it washes over me

You know sugar never ever was so sweet"

[perhaps the semen of a sugary Spiderman? a sticky-sweet spritz of netting?]

"Honey I can't describe

How good it feels inside"

[she's just happy because honey inside --> pregnancy --> Spiderman is owned]

Lesson learned: 

A condom-less romp in the hay with Spiderman yields both a delectable, addictive nectar and the possibility of super-spidery child support for life.

bleeding coincidence

Evening past, I was listening to the vocal stylings of one Leona Lewis in her Bleeding Love (Moto Blanco Remix) while mouthing a strawberry Mentos.

As is liable to happen, I grew tired of waiting for the Mentos to dissolve and thus elected to bite it in half, followed by a second series of quartering bites.

But all did not go according to plan.

One of those nefarious halves SLICED right into the frontmost part of my hard palate, directly behind my two front teeth.

Miss Lewis should be advised of her luck in bleeding only love, which, unlike blood, is incapable of staining a white, near transparent tank top clinging to the muscled body of a hardened seafarer.