That explains some things.
That explains some things.
…days not over.
One time, at band camp…I got molested by a red head with a flute.


It would just get lazy, drink all your booze, and tell you to bite his shiny robot ass.
Well now I want MC Hammer to record a song about how you can’t take back all times you licked his butthole.
Maybe it’s a colab with Sir Mix-a-Lot.
I’ve never seen one sleep before. I alwsys assumed it was belly down in a ball. Like a cat.


Ok, great. Now post what each of these names did to be put on these files.


PEDO VOLTRON ASSEMBLE!!!
…uhhh…ew…nevermind. I didn’t realize how gross this was.


“If your last name ends in ‘in’, it’s time to get out.”


takes two off the shelf, and switches the discs
No I won’t tell you which two.


It’s the contact point to connect your butthole cleaner to. You pop a brush head into that, then pop the brush into your butthole, and then spin it.


Red room…red room…over there!


See? Even friends of satan think comcast is too evil.
This thread is wild! It’s like a car crash. It’s PTSD inducing, but you can’t look away! Such disgusting acts! I mean really, who eats KFC willingly???
Don’t forget to check your blinker fluid levels!
…why? Does my breath stink?
Man…I am so unlucky! I’ve played the lotto at LEAST 10 times now, and I’m STILL not a billionaire!


You have put waaaaaaaaay more thought than I thought possible into staying dry during a workout.


Come to my gym. It’s like 10 degrees in there. I’ve never sweat.
“What do you MEAN most parents don’t sleep in the same bed as their baby until they’re 35??? That’s crazy talk! Now strip your clothes, and get naked in this bed with me and my parents! I don’t turn 35 for 2 more years!”