My Mouth is Going for the Gold

Say cheese! We made it to the end of the week! TGIGWiMMRNF!

A) A mysterious note.
B) What my wife said after seeing frozen vomit on the sidewalk in front of our house: "Don't worry, the birds will eat it. And the racoons."
C) *blorp*
D) *hee hee*
E) A fresh slice of really crusty bread.
F) A pat of butter, and a sprinkling of salt.
G) A feces stained Bronze Medal.
H) A piss stained Silver Medal.
I) A jism stained Gold Medal.
J) A Gold Medal winning, big, fat cock.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

What does the last "F" stand for in the acronym?

10:21 AM  
Anonymous Vomit Guy said...

I wasn't the one who giggled after puking.

10:22 AM  
Anonymous The raccoons said...

NO WAY we're eating THAT.

10:22 AM  
Blogger Muh-muh-muh-ham-ham-ham-ad-ad A-a-a-a-llll-li said...


10:23 AM  
Blogger Michele said...

You are MARRIED???!!!!


Why did I ever think you were a free-wheeling gent with exploratory mores and intellectual baseness? Oh yea, your blog.

That deserves a vote for I in your mouth.

1:26 PM  
Blogger My Mouth said...

I actually have several wives. I call them my Mouthettes.

Are you really FOCUSING on my mouth? Focus, now. You can do it.

2:24 PM  
Blogger Michele said...

Of course I am! I voted for I, didn't I????

Since your mouthettes deal with your mouth, I was still focused.

6:50 PM  

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