I subbed that Friday a while back, I cannae remember exactly, for the simple reason that you made me laugh out loud. Big Laughs, Sudden Laughs, that at least thrice triggered the emergency pucker, for each time I nearly crapped my daks. Luckily they weren't fresh, probably a week old. Because of you, I almost had to make that trip to the Post Office a few days early.
An important entry in the body of work devoted to our ambivalence about technology. In general, the T-Bird canon is a bawdy of work highly reminiscent of The Chaucer Tales and should be judged accordingly. Its anatomical specificity should not be recoiled from and is in fact integral to the incarnational hijinks on display. I mean, the guy's name is Frank--what did you think would happen?
Frank, I've never laughed so hard. My poor husband thought I lost my mind. You are absolutely brilliant. Can I borrow your imagination? No. Wait. Can I crawl into your brain?
"I am supposed to be a writer seeking experiences, like Louis Theroux, not a pussy who runs away from the extraordinary. So I unzipped my fly again and stuck my cock into the cosmos"
I subbed that Friday a while back, I cannae remember exactly, for the simple reason that you made me laugh out loud. Big Laughs, Sudden Laughs, that at least thrice triggered the emergency pucker, for each time I nearly crapped my daks. Luckily they weren't fresh, probably a week old. Because of you, I almost had to make that trip to the Post Office a few days early.
Cheers, Ashtray, Lad.
An important entry in the body of work devoted to our ambivalence about technology. In general, the T-Bird canon is a bawdy of work highly reminiscent of The Chaucer Tales and should be judged accordingly. Its anatomical specificity should not be recoiled from and is in fact integral to the incarnational hijinks on display. I mean, the guy's name is Frank--what did you think would happen?
Brilliant. What a fucking journey.
Cheers, Salsa, Lad.
really wild journey
Frank, I've never laughed so hard. My poor husband thought I lost my mind. You are absolutely brilliant. Can I borrow your imagination? No. Wait. Can I crawl into your brain?
Thanks, Drescher 🍀
Fuckin weird and wonderful per usual Frank
dubbed the pencil sharpener
Gonzo gloryhole! Good one.
Horseowned
I mean really… what’s the worst that could happen?
https://www.last.fm/music/Dicks/_/Saturday+Night+at+the+Bookstore
wow, just wow...
Thank you. I really needed that laugh today.
"I am supposed to be a writer seeking experiences, like Louis Theroux, not a pussy who runs away from the extraordinary. So I unzipped my fly again and stuck my cock into the cosmos"
🤗
Wow
Well what happened?
Put a few stars n stripes around that and you got The Old Glory Hole. 😂