GWiMMRN, Lick My Shiny Adam's Apple You Motown Whore Edition
I'm not fooling around here.
GWiMMRN:
A) A series of dry, sour farts.
B) Guacamole and Spinach Dip, two great tastes that give you gas.
C) A box marked FRAGILE, which must mean that the contents inside are of Italian origin.
D) Pain, misery, and hopelessness wrapped up in a bowel rumbling, spritzing, sulfuric acid smelling ripple fart that grabs on with both hands and refuses to leave for, oh, about 3 and a half minutes.
E) Japan.
F) Forensics, forensics, everywhere you look, forensics.
G) A fart so dastardly it makes you sick just thinking it was actually inside you at some point, living with your more healthy bodily fluids like sperm and gastric acids.
H) A three-way teleconference with my lips, my teeth, and my toungue.
I) A three-way teleconference with my balls, my cock, and your mouth.
The answer is definitely not J) This picture from the yahoo.com webmail portal that viciously makes fun of Chinese people:
GWiMMRN:
A) A series of dry, sour farts.
B) Guacamole and Spinach Dip, two great tastes that give you gas.
C) A box marked FRAGILE, which must mean that the contents inside are of Italian origin.
D) Pain, misery, and hopelessness wrapped up in a bowel rumbling, spritzing, sulfuric acid smelling ripple fart that grabs on with both hands and refuses to leave for, oh, about 3 and a half minutes.
E) Japan.
F) Forensics, forensics, everywhere you look, forensics.
G) A fart so dastardly it makes you sick just thinking it was actually inside you at some point, living with your more healthy bodily fluids like sperm and gastric acids.
H) A three-way teleconference with my lips, my teeth, and my toungue.
I) A three-way teleconference with my balls, my cock, and your mouth.
The answer is definitely not J) This picture from the yahoo.com webmail portal that viciously makes fun of Chinese people:
posted by My Mouth at 11:43 AM
12 Comments:
Hey, mang! Whass chor prolem weeth guacamole?
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrroooooooooooooo!
Prease no no rongel make fun of me ol my homerand! It makes me extlemery angly to lead youl site and find that you have been terring vely bad jokes!
To herr with you!
*ring*
Hello? Hello? Are my teeth and tongue there?
Yes, we're here. All thirty-six of us.
We believe you have the wrong number.
MY PENIS SEALS THE DEAL.
bing bingbingbing bing bing bing bong!
To herr wirth youl!
You will prease to stop arr of this light now, ol I wirr get my attolney, J. Flankensuckcock, Esq. on you!
Wercome to the pool house!
yaaay pool house
It seems to me that the cause of death in this case is asphyxiation brought on by an unacceptably high air-to-ripple farts ratio.
*sssssppppptttttt* You need a body to convict and I have fled the scene of the crime *sssspppptttt*
well today I hope you have none of the above in your mouth, they are all gross. didn't your mother teach you not to put things in your mouth?
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