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Post by Jason/Peppito on Nov 5, 2003 21:37:32 GMT -5
Nanny Joe is correct! My junk is quite charming!
It's like a sacred piece of art that you'd come across in a cold and dark museum. You could stare at my junk for literally hours, and the most simplistic thought will stay stuck in your head for the rest of your life:
"Wow! That is a blissful work of art!"
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Post by poppycock on Nov 6, 2003 19:27:13 GMT -5
once i was waking up extremely early to go piss. as i stood there, terribly groggy, out of the corner of my eye i saw something running, quickly, in circles. in my mind, "aww fuck, cockroach!" So, i jumped into the bathtub. (keep in mind i still have to pee so bad that i was about to rip my bladder out with my bare hands). I focused and realized that this roach had whiskers and a tail! brain said, "tail?!" so then i jumped into the sink, yes, jumped from tub to sink, and began to bang on the ceiling and yell for help.
this episode ended with my dad, (lived with my parents at the time), fighting off the beast with a broom and a beer.
The End.
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Post by pia on Nov 6, 2003 20:16:09 GMT -5
Then they fried it up for dinner ;D
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Post by poppycock on Nov 6, 2003 20:26:30 GMT -5
were you there...?
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Post by stubbsPlee on Nov 10, 2003 22:04:49 GMT -5
tuna......................girls smell
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Post by pia on Nov 10, 2003 22:43:06 GMT -5
tuna......................girls smell uuuhhhhhhh........word of advice....get a cleaner girl!  |
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