Jan 03 2009
Freak Quincy Sees the Splendor of Woman
AND WE’RE BAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!
All right, kiddies, 55.5 Taco Supreme Station in the mix, bringin’ it to you live, to thrive, jivin’ with a hive of honey bee sauce and brown sugar, licking the lips and lovin’ the luscious splendor that is…
WOMAN
And it’s not just me, folks. The Wretched Writer admits it. Let’s face it–he is a man. And he loves the womenz. That’s right, womenZ with a Z. Like BoyZ. The ‘Z’ makes it that much hotter and cooler, right?
In all honesty, good ol’ W.W. really does adore a tasty narrative of picture painting of pleasing skin and curves, sexy lips and hair, eyes to get lost in and a voice that finds you sleeping with angels in peace and ecstasy. Nothing–and I mean nothing–makes words taste better–than describing a woman in all her splendor.
That being said, our beloved blog author tends to listen to this particular piece when developing that diadem of beauty, that all-encompassing beauty of woman. This one happens to be one of his favorite authors. The imagination runs wild with it.
So I urge you all to feast your ears (and if you like the video, eyes) on that awesome splendor…
That is woman.









That’s a great video. The music sounds Indian.
I’m a BIG fan of Enigma. Their music is transcendental on so many levels.