Larry is the only one who makes me worried about where my wife goes at night.
Larry is the only one who makes me worried about where my wife goes at night.
Am I the only one here who while peeing, flushes the toilet and tries to race it as it goes down?
Thank you.
Low quality ass jpegs in 2024 should be a war crime.
Dead bedroom confirmed
Where can I buy a cone costume?
I’m gonna put “quotes” wherever I “damn” well please
You’re not my “real” dad
My grandfather owned a farmhouse out in Nebraska, and we’d go out to the “crick” and wade around in leech infested waters and get bit by mosquitos until sundown. Then we’d pick ticks off the farm dog and dread going to the bathroom because he had a rule “if it’s yellow let it mellow, if it’s brown flush it down”
He also ran a nudist colony in the desert in California during the winter months. Interesting man.
My ex-girlfriend used to break oatmeal cookies over my bare chest and would vacuum it up with a Bissell handheld vacuum. She’d call me her oatmeal boy and make me empty the vacuum after we were done.
She got out of prison last year and tried to crash at my place. Haven’t heard from her since.
Reanimation is underrated as hell and is aging like fine wine.
I would shake Rich Evan’s dick to get the last of his pee out if he asked me.
They are 100% fuckin
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This is the Skyrim of humor