Thanks to the miracles of science, I have the sphincter of a 20 year old.
I'm not compensating for a small penis with a huge SUV watch.
I'm so un-hip, it's a wonder my bum doesn't fall off.
I'd rather listen to a family of pigs being chucking into the Grand Canyon....
I will remember about innerSpaceman's package and sceagles sphincter, by dint of sheer repetition.
I think I am missing the third testicle that makes men crave explosions, muscle cars, and big TVs.
And this has exactly what to do with Michael J. Fox? I don't recall him calling for a tri-peckered goat, but maybe that story just occurred on a slow news day and I missed it. Either that, or it was a Fox News exclusive.
I predict sausage in your future
This may well be the nets very first Lamp/Car thread
I personally hope for a society where everyone is chipped, the government sees everything, and artificial intelligence threatens our species. Then maybe we'll get some new plots for sci-fi movies.
No MSG. I had a bannana. Tastier than a couch.
The boys down under are drunk on bacon again!
Snowballs are AWESOME!
Inserting another one will also make it wider.
Coming here cold from a Disney centric site can be a bit of a culture shock. Mutual respect combined with brutal honesty can to the untrained eye look like pissy bitching.
If you have a thick hide combined with a perceptive intellect (or like me, you're just a glutton for punishment) you find a niche here and flourish. If you can't stand to have your motives questioned or your views beaten about the head with a dead fish then yeah, it's probably better you find a shallower pool to swim in.
Could you imagine? Eating a hamburger and then having a tiger maul you?
went twice last week
I love the dump. THE place to abandon the deluge of unneeded 'stuff' in ones life. I always feel better when leaving....although that might just be getting out of the smell zone.
People often ridicule the pot calling the kettle black ... but it's almost always the pot who knows best about the blackness it sees in kettle.
Hugs to the supersize dildo lubed with Not Afraid's snot.
What's the big deal about July 17th?
The only privacy setting worth a damn on Facebook is the YAGE.
A half dozen lobsters died so that I could eat their hands in a cheesy sauce.
Watch this space for further cockups!
pfft. worst rapture ever
