It's an old people joke.
79s just there, four doors away,
And my calendars empty all of today;
So with my wife beater Tee over 4 liter abs,
Nothing to lose, Ill take a stab;
After a knock and a pretty long wait,
The door was flung open and I was set straight:
A ravishing beauty in a tight fitting top,
Whose breasts were still perky without any flop,
Her sensuous hips were slightly askew,
And the G-string she wore had a tag that said new;
Her voice was sexy and an octave too low,
But the words on her lips were luscious and slow:
They touched my cheek with tender caress
Oh my I was stimulated, I must confess;
Her hand was extended, her eyes looked sincere,
Certainly here, there was nothing to fear;
She drew me in and then shut the door,
What passed for her top dropped to the floor;
So what more can I say about old 79?
To post the details would be out of line;
This forum has rules we all must obey,
So fill in the blanks, youve got my OK.