
Black girls.
They’re growing on me. Dark boobs, neat. In the past I have swayed from the African Americans but after living in LA for a number of years I have changed my mind and soon wish to hook up with a black chick. My friend Dennis McGrath is really down: for a long time all he dated was black chicks, he loves ‘em.
Over the weekend I lit a black chick’s cigarette. She was wearing a bikini top and I glanced at her boobs. They were real nice ones, and this is right when I switched over to liking this kind of stuff, almost more than white chicks, which for a while was my mainstay.
Don’t get me wrong, I like a good solid babe from the Ukraine with those killer eyes that they have. I got a one-hour massage from one once: it wasn’t sensual by nature, but boy was it sensual just because of how rad she was.
But those days are long gone and as I was walking through Hollywood to go return some porn these three black women pointed at me and I said, “What’s up ladies,” and continued on. So there is some interest and now I have to take it to the next step. —Earl Parker

One of those beers has Earl’s name on it.