Beauty and the Beast Or Two Ways To Notice

He adored her. His blubbery lips drooled at the sight of his love. Her beauty seared his mind a fiery arousal beat upon the slopes of his low, low brow. He was quite the beast of a man - a galoot, the likeness of an orangutan his odor that of a sweaty boot, yet beneath his exterior a superior being perfectly pure and shining bright. Everyone noticed. She a beauty for all to see, a delight for any eye, but inside her, a pigsty where a cesspool bubbled and fumed. Everyone noticed. In time their odd ying-yang transpired to wedding bells. Naturally their twined offspring were as dull as dishwater, complete nonentities, and they were noticed by no one. Or He adored her. His blubbery lips drooled at the sight of his love. Her beauty seared his mind a fiery arousal beat upon the slopes of his low, low brow. He was quite the beast of a man - a galoot, the likeness of an orangutan his odor that of a sweaty boot, yet beneath his exterior a superior being perfectly pure and shining bright. No one noticed. She a beauty for all to see, a delight for any eye, but inside her, a pigsty where a cesspool bubbled and fumed. All this went unnoticed. In time their odd ying-yang transpired to wedding bells. Naturally their twined offspring were as dull as dishwater, complete nonentities, and they were both noticed.