Perfect 10

There is a horrifying woman that holds my heart in the palm of her hands. This woman can activate my gag reflex with mere words. The almost “Hemingway” approach she takes to describe her various bowel movements and the pressure that precedes them makes my heart skip a beat. She is always there for me to offer her services to cheer me up, such as laying a steamy brick on my chest or offering to “tongue jack my brown box”. She would take great pleasure in crapping her pants in bed then holding the covers over your head until you wake up horrified. A day doesn’t pass without getting her deuce report via text describing her poops exit strategy, chemical makeup and consistency. She makes me think of marriage when she goes into detail about how confused she is in regards to her cramps. She is never certain if her cramps are caused by her period, the need to piss or a gallon of her molten feces rushing towards her “other vagina’s” chapped and irritated orifice. There hasn’t been a single dinner I have attended with her that she hasn’t shown her chewed food or belched with Booger like proportions. This is the kind of woman that would deliberately dig her panties out of her freshly flatulent butthole in anticipation of shaking your hand just to make herself laugh. She finds humor in all aspects of life. If you slipped on the ice and cracked your head open in her presence, she may have a heart attack caused by extreme laughter. Looking at her you would never know her superior level of filth. She looks like she jumped out of a Victoria’s Secret catalog. When she smiles she gives you that old fashioned feeling like you would love to rush into the nearest can and spray knuckle kids all over the sink. Compared to her sense of humor, intelligence level, razor sharp wit and giving heart her looks don’t even compete. For her being the superior female that she is, I grant her the privilege of the Super Nova (The explosion expels much or all of a star's material[1] at a velocity of up to a tenth the speed of light, driving a shock wave into the surrounding interstellar medium. This shock wave sweeps up an expanding shell of gas and dust.) (FMD’s version) A Supernova is the simultaneous orgasm/diarrhea combination in which your muscles must work in concert to produce the expulsion of all fluids in the anus and vagina thus creating a symphonic deliberate evacuation, usually aided by a sneeze while plugging your nose. Because she is a perfect ten in FMD’s eyes…. I dedicate the Supernova to her.