The Galaxy in her Eyes

Summer Rodriguez didn’t care much for the beach. It was’t sand that she wanted to dig her toes into, no, it was large Marge and her thick sweaty thighs that Summer could’t stop thinking about. If only it was a dark and stormy night.

Marge’s thighs were renowned. People had fought duels over her wink and had gone on quests for her smile. The worst were the love songs though: they inevitably rhymed thighs with eyes, pies, lies, and high. Summer needed a new approach to wooing Marge.

Many had tried the overtly sexual route but Summer felt that Marge needed something more intimate. Marge needed romance.

Alas, true love was in short supply these days. So disappointed in today's men was she that she'd taken interest in the extraterrestrial. Surely she'd find love amongst the stars. Sexy martian thighs were on the mind! But unfortunately, as far as anyone knows, aliens aren't real.

So she sat in her rocket ship (which was actually a 2009 Corolla) & blasted off to Mars (which was a 7-11) & bought herself a Milky Way. "You know," said the handsome clerk at the shop counter, "they say girls go to Mars to get candy bars." Marge & he were married 12 weeks later.