High Purr Billy Biography Sketch Back

My somewhat outsize ears and longish neck (I swear exist, which contrary to popular myth never seen by living persons) support this egg shaped (fried or scrambled some might argue) head. A mostly flat and hairless chest attests to a regular regimen of light (self-concocted) chest-pounding routine. Exercise (as well as meditation) a vital part of my daily program to deal with the ordinary stresses of primitive existence. Coffee happens to be the sotto voce sole vice, which exotic brews provide helpful jump-start. I sometimes even chump on cup kept teeth sharp. That unproductive habit came to a screeching halt after breaking every pearly white. Now to that locale known as the trumpeting rump pull stilts skin. Although the unseen forces of biology and genetics dealt me an itsy bitsy, tiny tushy (which serves as the but for fellow Apes to taunt and tease) such anatomical feature offers little value as the worthiness of sexual prowess. This palm pilot sized gluteus Maximus offers one benefit. Ease to squeeze into tight spaces without getting stuck. This tiny tushy accompanied by a vestigial and teeny-weensy Weiner schnitzel of a phallus, which undersized cock a doodle do doth bulge into an erectile state within shooting distance of coveted warm, wet and wooly private world property of each and every woman. A pair of skinny (flamingo like) legs (covered in adequate hair) now completes this general character sketch.