I thought we'd established that HIAG was Mick Hucknall's ugly lookalike. This is a picture of HIAG at one of his gigs. He performs for beer. Like a seal performs for sardines.
I play guitar. I don't sing. I can hold a tune, but that isn't what interests me. I let my fingers to the talking; the chicks love that. The hotter my fingers burn, the hotter the pussy I attract. It's a relationship anticipated by Boyle's Law.
Boyle's law describes the relationship between pressure and volume of gas. The basic principal is that if you double the volume, you halve the pressure. If you double the pressure, you halve the volume. I think HIAG is using this as an analogy to describe the phenomenon that the more hot air he spouts (double the volume), the less effective is it. (halve the pressure). I.e. the more he lies, the less it's believed.
My fingers burn hot, that releases pressure leading to a dramatic increase in the volume of hot pussy. Yes, that's right, I am a walking, strutting, science project.
Yes but that's not Boyle's law. That's simple thermodynamics. In Boyle's law, more of one equals less of the other. So using Boyle's law in your analogy, means the more you play, the less pussy there is in the venue. Either that or you must have been referring to the fact that you're attracted to Susan Boyle.
This is a picture of HIAG with one of his groupies. He had a mother/daughter threesome with her. Her mother isn't in the picture.
Exactly. I'm relieving pressure, hence the greater the rate of expansion of hot-pussy. The more pressure I relieve, by my playing, the hotter the pussy.
Mick was like that. He'd distract the munters while I got on with the business of pulling the hot-totty mates.
This is a rarely seen picture of HIAG when he was growing up on the farm. The pig was his best friend. He called him Minge.
I would add, of course, that whilst I may be (and have always been) a hot-totty magnet, my rat-up-a-drainpipe days are long behind me. The hot-pussy can look, but it cannot touch.
