Guess What's in My Mouth Right Now: 2005-10-09

10/12/05

ARRRRGH!

Now I have to stuff it all back in my mouth! Keep guessing!

Guess What's in My Mouth Right Now, Hump Day Edition

Alright, you. I got something in my mouth. What is it? Huh?

A) Poison tipped dart from the Urundi-Bugundi Tribe of Subsaharan Africa.
B) Anger. Boiling fucking anger.
C) Two peach pits, neither from a peach I ate.
D) A loose filling.
E) The loose, drippy labia of Carmen Electra.
F) A skidmark pizza, covered in feta cheese.
G) A big, fat cock.

10/11/05

Guess What's in My Mouth Right Now, Terrible Tuesday

Guess What? I have something in my mouth right now! What is it? Can you guess what?

A) Feces a la Mode with Golden Shower Sauce.
B) Novocaine.
C) One thin strip of aluminum foil.
D) A copy of "I'm OK, You're OK," signed by Thomas Harris.
E) A copy of "Red Dragon," signed by Thomas Harris.
F) The passenger side airbag of Linsay Lohan's car.
G) A big, fat cock.

10/10/05

Guess What's in My Mouth Right Now, Manic Monday

Guess what's in my mouth right now? There's still time left on the clock!

A) Bangles bungholes.
B) Banana bread with nuts.
C) Bactine, because I spit hot fire.
D) Barbi's Corvette
E) Blood for oooiiiil.
F) A big, fat cock.

10/9/05

Guess What's in My Mouth Right Now, Sunday Bloody Sunday

Yesterday was WILD CARD day. It's when ANYTHING GOES.

Take the "guess what's in my mouth right now?" Sunday quiz! GWIMMRN, where everyone's a winner!

A) Aunt Flo's seepage shawl
B) Red, Red Wine
C) A Valentine's Day cupcake from 1994
D) A ketchup and mustard homeless hoagie
E) Vile, Vile Bile
F) Two magenta colored Crayola crayons, freshly sharpened
G) A big, fat cock

About Me

Name: My Mouth

Location: Below the Nose, Above the Chin, Afghanistan

I'm into cooking. Here's my recipe for Hot Dog Cake: 12 Hot dogs, thoroughly boiled. 1 lb. sugar. 14 Hand-made hot dog buns. 2 gallons of store-brand mustard. Mix half the sugar and all of the hot dogs together in a large mixing bowl. Beat off regularly until creamy. Then, for the icing, mix the mustard and the rest of the sugar until spoon can stand up straight in the bowl. Bake the hot dog mixture at 375 degrees F for 45 minutes. Place on a big rack. Let it cool until all the juices run down the big rack. Slather the "icing" on the cake. Make oblong slices of cake and place into the hand made hot dog buns. Eat. Puke. Repeat.

Statements of Approval

"It's like the Drudge Report for mouths!" --Professor M. Balls

"This website is relentless." --Anonymous

"Grimace is everywhere hamburgers are made, slopping on his purply gunk where you least expect it." --Anonymous

"yay, man-custard." --lola

"Sss-ssss-stuh-stuh-stuh-sstop muh-mmm-muhhh-mak-making fuh-fuh-ffff-fun uh-uh-uh-of mmm-muh-mee. Y-yyy-yoou duh-duh-duhh-dick." --Muh-muh-muh-ham-ham-ham-ad-ad A-a-a-a-llll-li

"I demand to be reunited with my penis! This is an OUTRAGE!" --Chaff, the Bouncy Foreskin

"tweet tweet tweet" --All the little birdies eating the big pieces in your vomit

"I am .....relieved ...that you are capable of ....various levels of communication. Impressive communication." --Michele ungh ungh ungh

"If you think my SMILE is wrinkly, you should see my TWAT! Have you seen it? It's like Wrinkle City down there! TOUCHDOWN!!" --Kate Capshaw

"*blorp* Shark! Shark!" --Gormless-looking Asian broad

"My sphincter and colon are HEROES and will receive a Brown Star for their efforts." --My Mouth

"Four score and seven what the hell is this on my FACE!?!" --"Honest Abe" Lincoln

"FLAPFLAPFLAPFLAPFLAP FLAPFLAPFLAPFUCKYOUFLAP FLAPFLAPFLAPFLAP." --FlapFlapFlap

"STOP IT STOP IT I PREFER BUTTERSCOTCH ICE CREAM STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT" --Sheppy

"I GOT YOUR LATE FEES RIGHT HEEEERRRE!!" *sppppuurrrtttt!* "BWAH HAH HA HAH HA HA HAAAA!" --Guy with His Dick in the Video Return Slot

"Grow up." ... "Oh yeah. I forgot to add: go suck a dick. Sorry for leaving that out."--Deroy Murdock

"I've seen ugly cunts in my time, but yours takes the CAKE, lady! Holy fuck! If I look at it any longer I'll turn to stone! It's like the Holocaust in there! Aaaaaaa!! I think I can help you." --Dr. Alter to a Potential Labia Majora Remodeling Patient

"My ass crack demands an explanation for this heinous attack on my spongy person." *fffrrrpppttt* "Yes. I know. I'm dead and I'm farting. Big Deal. Get over it. GROW UP." --Dead Guy

"I'm kind of disappointed that cats don't like to eat dog shit. The lack of reciprocity there is pretty hurtful, you know?" --A. Dog

"I don't think you should share any of that delisious watermellon bubilisious (sic) with any of your friends. I really feel that way." --Anonymous

"It's okay, Mr. Costner, it happens- hey! What are you doing? Let go of your penis RIGHT NOW! You stop tugging on it THIS MINUTE! Oh! Oh, LORD. Look at that MESS. :)..." --Horrified Masseuse

"I think it was the blood in the ejaculate that crossed the line... I take that back. It was the 6 dollar chili cheese burger that did it. It's indescribably awful looking. It really does look like loose poop with some mustard on it." --Anonymous

"I will show you [the foam rubber universe where no one ever gets hurt], but you have to suck the butterscotch ice cream out of my dick first. Think of it like it's communion. But with pubic hair." --Jesus

"Is this what the website has become? A depository of the most disgusting pictures you can find? My goodness. What the hell is wrong with you. I TOLD you I didn't want to see that picture, like a thousand times. Now, I'm going to the grave with a picture of some nutjob's horribly inflated scrotum in my brain. I'll never get into heaven now. NEVER." --Professor M. Balls

"It is obvious to anyone who isn't a shriveled horse testicle that if they receive a letter signed by me, there is no need for me to also write in the manner of my unfortunate speech impediment." --Barbara Walters

"By the way, you weren't invited to the party precisely because you're the sort of person who would eat a chocolate cake out of a bushbuck's stinky pussy after I'd fucked it. The cake, not the bushbuck. I hope I've made myself clear. No offense." --Anonymous

"COME ON FOLKS. I DIED FOR YOUR SINS. THE LEAST YOU COULD DO IS DIG INTO YOUR POCKETS AND POCKETBOOKS AND SEE IF YOU CAN BREAK A FIVE DOLLAR BILL FOR ME. THANKS. THANKS FOR NOTHING. I GUARANTEE THAT IF I HAD TO DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN, I WOULDN'T PISS ON YOU IF YOU WERE ON FIRE. DICKWEASELS." --Jesus Christ Almighty

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