Sex Equations for Engineering the Love

The Sex Equations used in the Engineering of love…

Mass Equations as defined by the Law of Human Heat exchangers

Loading Bald Beaver
For Bald Beaver Lovers

The Angle of the Dangle over the Heat of the Meat
equals the Buff of the Muff over the Mass of the Ass.

Loading Olay
For Bakery Lovers

The Angle of the Dangle over the Heat of the Meat
equals the Spread of the Bread over the Mass of the Ass.

Loading CouchPotato
For Coach Potato Lovers

The Angle of the Dangle over the Heat of the Meat equals the Pushing of the Cushion over the Mass of the Ass.

Loading Beaver Branch

For Golf Lovers

The Angle of the Dangle over the Heat of the Meat equals the Gap of the Trap over the Mass of the Ass.

Loading Frank n' Beans

For Frank N’ Bean Lovers

The Angle of the Dangle over the Heat of the Meat equals the Cube of the Tube over the Mass of the Ass.

Loading Master Baiter

For Master Baiters

Will the Mass of my Ass stay constant when the Heat of my Meat is directional proportional to the Angle of my Dangle?

Off-spring Equations for Bi-sexing the Angles in the Circle of Love

Single:
J+D-R = U (Jane + Dick – Rubber = You)

Married:
M+D-R = U (Mom + Dad – Rubber = You)

Math is like love — a simple equation that can get complicated…

For Music Monday, Love’s Lines, Angles and Rhymes by The 5th Dimension

Music Video Background

“Love’s Lines, Angles and Rhymes” was the sixth album released by The 5th Dimension in 1971. Diana Ross originally recorded the title song in 1970…

Lyrics

Love leads the lines of love
In circles and angles
Love runs deep like a tunnel
With a pendulum beat

That touches the heart
In many directions
Moving the mind
In silent reflections

Of the lines that touch
The corners and fibers
Of the feeling that keeps
Running inside you

Cycles of fears
With the longing and tears
Letting out the
Needs and laughter

Of sunshine, love shine
Touching the fibers of
The feeling inside you
Letting out the things you hide
Oh, yeah

Need leads the lines of
Love in circles and angles
Need runs deep like a
Tunnel with a pendulum beat

That touches the heart
In many directions
Moving the mind
In silent reflections

Of the lines that touch
The corners and fibers
Of the feeling that keeps
Running inside you

Cylinders of hope
Turning and yearning
Into pendulums of
Weary hesitation
Contemplation

Of the angles and rhymes
And the triangle lines
The feeling touching
Mine with time

Want leads the lines of love
In circles and angles
Want runs deep like a
Tunnel with a pendulum beat

That touches the heart
In many directions
Moving the mind
In silent reflection

Of the angles and rhymes
Of the circles and lines
With the tunnels of
Love running over

Taking the mind and triangle rhyme
And twisting it to fill the cup

Of sunshine, love shine
Touching the fibers of
The feeling inside you
Letting out the things you hide

That touches the heart
In many directions
Moving the mind
In silent reflection

Of the lines that touch
The corners and fibers
Of the feeling that
Keeps running inside you

Cylinders of hope
Turning and yearning
Into pendulums of
Weary hesitation

Taking the fibers
Weaving in and out my heart
And making all my love
Grow deeper

Angles and rhymes
And the circles and lines
With the tunnels of
Love running over

Taking the line and
Triangle rhyme and twisting it
To bend the mind
In all directions

It’s love and want and
Need and all those things
Tearing you apart

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Footnotes:

Sex Equations for Engineering the Love is Hump Day Humor by Miss Moneypenny aka Debbie Dolphin

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Posted on February 18, 2013, in Humor, Music Monday, Satire, Sexual Satire, Wordless Beaver Wednesday and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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