Dick - King Missile

Dick was obsessed with his dick

He would beat off at least three times a day

In the morning, when he woke up

Right after or right before dinner

Or right before he went to sleep

If he didn’t get in his three daily beat-off sessions

He was a pain in the ass to be around

He jerked off to TV

Especially I Dream of Jeannie and Dynasty and Charlie’s Angels

He pulled his pud to porno books

He even jerked off to the underwear ads

In the magazine section of the Sunday New York Times

If you were a girl, talking to him on the phone

Chances are he was beating his meat to the sound of your voice

'Cause coming was his raison d’etre

One time he was in the middle of masturbating to Vanna White on Wheel of Fortune

When a job offer came to him over the phone

And he needed the job bad

But he told the man he’d call him right back

'Cause he needed to come more than he needed the job (Ejaculation)

It wasn’t that he was ugly or afraid of women or anything like that

He just honestly preferred his right hand

I saw him the other day

And he told me that last Friday he was with two girls at their place

And they both wanted him to stay over

But he went home

Called up another girl

And jacked off while talking to her

I don’t know why he tells me this stuff

Dick’s a fucked up guy