Morning Sex In The Parking Deck

I've had many jobs in life. If you've read my BLAHGS, or heard me talk about it. You know I created myself an imaginary job while spending six months in the Plantation County jail. See, the way I figured it, I might as well do something with my time. So, I appointed myself the National Director of the White House Auxilliary Task Force (WHATF for short) on how to fund health care for the poor through a sugar tax... I know, crazy, right?

But, another job I once had, once upon a time, was working in a parking deck, also in Plantation County. Part of my responsibility was to keep the parking deck cleaned up. What do a bra, a pair of panties, a bag of tortilla chips, and a cup of coffee have in common? These are all things I found in the parking deck on one particular memorable morning!! Oh, and don't forget the spent condom! Thank God for brooms and dust pans!

You just never know what you're going to find in a parking deck! One day I found a full case of various craft beers, and a fifth of unopened cinnamon whiskey chilled to a crisp 40 degrees as the weather had been cool. Another day, as I was checking the trash bins I looked in to see how full one was and I saw what I thought was money, and it was; fifty-four dollars to be exact! These are good finds! It really pays to take out the trash!

So, I submit this rhyme to you now, as inspired by... well, trash.

Morning sex in the parking deck, starts around 2am.
Sex in the elevators, sex in the stairs,
Sex in the cars, sex in the bars,
Sex on the escalator...
Wait, that would hurt.
Don't have sex on escalators.
It just won't work.
Sex in the bathroom,
Sex on the patio,
Sex in the streets,
Sex, just, can't be, beat!
But, does anybody just have sex in the bedroom anymore?
You bunch of parking deck sex perps!
Morning sex in the parking deck,
It's a trend, I swear to you,
An epidemic in fact!
It's hard to grasp,
But, morning sex in the parking deck
Can never really last...
Because as soon as you think it can,
Those elevator doors open,
And now you have fans,
But you still have to pull up your pants!

That all leads me to this...

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