Someone's Got a Case of the Mondays IN MY MOUTH
Oh, I almost forgot to add a few more options to what's in there right now, because SOMETHING definitely is:
A) Hot dog ejaculate
B) Juicy wine shits from the homeless guy who sits outside of City Hall and drinks Night Train from a paper bag
C) Juicyfruit gum
D) A few droplets of motor oil, accidentally squirted into my mouth by a spastic auto mechanic
E) Harriet Miers' chocolate starfish
F) A big, fat cock
A) Hot dog ejaculate
B) Juicy wine shits from the homeless guy who sits outside of City Hall and drinks Night Train from a paper bag
C) Juicyfruit gum
D) A few droplets of motor oil, accidentally squirted into my mouth by a spastic auto mechanic
E) Harriet Miers' chocolate starfish
F) A big, fat cock
posted by My Mouth at 7:41 AM
1 Comments:
Hot dogs can't ejaculate. They're dead.
I have an chocolate starfish print from Harriet Miers, signed by the author.
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