During Blogger's Scheduled Outage, I Plan to Put Things in My Mouth
It's important that I reassure you in these dark times, isn't it? I won't leave you. I'm always with you, putting the finest things imaginable into my mouth. Don't thank me, just guess what's in my mouth right now:
A) George Gillespie's lawsuit
B) The cold sweat Eugene's Wife has undoubtedly broken into
C) Dr. Phil's new book, 1001 Reasons Why You Should SUCK MY DICK
D) An immensely satisfying dump, taken on a broken fax machine
E) A catastrophically shat-in pair of Levis, so soiled and dirty that not even an abysmally retarded homeless man would wear them on the coldest day of the year in Minneapolis
F) The smell of popcorn
G) This guy's big, fat cock, adorned with oh so adorable wispy hairs...
A) George Gillespie's lawsuit
B) The cold sweat Eugene's Wife has undoubtedly broken into
C) Dr. Phil's new book, 1001 Reasons Why You Should SUCK MY DICK
D) An immensely satisfying dump, taken on a broken fax machine
E) A catastrophically shat-in pair of Levis, so soiled and dirty that not even an abysmally retarded homeless man would wear them on the coldest day of the year in Minneapolis
F) The smell of popcorn
G) This guy's big, fat cock, adorned with oh so adorable wispy hairs...
posted by My Mouth at 12:38 PM
6 Comments:
Hey! Any-a-body want-a pizza pie? How about-a nice-a spaghetti? Huh?
Cyber thuggery should not be tolerated, ever.
Can you fax a dump? Wow. The implications!
Take-a good-a look at my-a hair! It's adorable! So, how about-a nice cannoli, then, huh? What-a you say? Where is Isabella Rossini? Where is she?
My mental health demands that I not suck any more cocks.
That's stinkin' thinkin'. Do the right thing for yourself and for your family, and slob my knob.
That's good. On your knees right there. Oh, yeah. Now...now unzip my fly. That's right. Take it out and suck it. Yeah. Nice. Ohhhh.
Oh boy.
Wow.
Whew!
Man.
Uhhhhh...
Um...
ungh ungh ungh
Thanks.
Don't you feel better? I sure do.
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