No warm-blooded human being can honestly say that he or she doesn’t like the sight of a nice ol’ butt. I find myself hypnotized by the sight of a beauty just as much as the next person. Often times I’m left with my jaw on the floor, unable to verbalize the sheer magnificence that I’m looking at. Not anymore. Until recently, I always thought that my speechlessness was a product of a hypnotic trance caused by a lush posterior, but then the heavens parted, and a divine ray of light shown down on me, and a voice muttered a word to me that would put an end to my romantic stupors: “boot in’.” The search for a word vivid enough to be fitted for describing a nice booty had finally come to me.
Bootin’. But boot in’ isn’t a word that can just be thrown around, like some Saigon whore. No, sir. Bootin’s hold be used with the sweet delicacy of holding a flower, or rocking a baby to sleep.
Only if the stars are lined up right should “boot in'” be used. And only a derriere with the perfect ratio of width, depth, firmness, and perkiness is rewarded the prestige of being classified as boot in’. Don’t break my flower. And don’t throw my word around like it’s a whore; treat it with the respect it deserves, and use it only to pay homage to a booty that is truly boot in’..
