The Ladies, of course. I rock it and I need a lady that can Rock It as hard as me. If a lady can't take the rock , then I can most definately give the rock until she is ROCKED!
I picked up this Canadian broad over in a Hayville bar just the other night. She seemed like she can Rock, but I ain't sure she can Rock my kind of Rock when I Rock IT! Not a worry of a True Rocker like me, as soon as I put the ole Scissorkick Slide-In on her she'll be easier than swapping a Ford Double-carbbed engine with a Chevy 350 Ultramag intake transmission that I did with my Uncle just last week.
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I found one of ma long lost bruthers on the interweb tha other day. His name is Billy Ray Cleetus Clampet Jr. III. I call him 'cleets' fer short cuz i can't talk a name that long. the longest word i can say is "Pabst Blue Ribbon, please..." when i go to the store to get some juice for dinner. I member seeing him digging in our trash when we was a young'un on the farm, but my mother said he was one of the dirty kids from down the road.
I somehow KNEW my lyin whore mother had more that the 12 brothers and 8 sisters she said I had.
Welcum home Cletus. Dern Tootin'