312th Relentless Mouthable
Regular readers may get the impression that time is speeding up, for this is the 312th relentless mouthable. Are there not 365 days in a year? Has it been almost a year already? Wouldn't this make today Thanksgiving? No, no no, you silly sperm burps! I post several times a day on the goings-on in my mouth. If you do the math, folks, that's 312 relentless mouthables in a few months time. Time may SEEM to speed up because you're having SO MUCH FUN guessing what's in my mouth right now!
See, it all works out in the end.
GWiMMRN:
A) A series of dick jokes mascarading as a website.
B) Publisher's Clearing House Sweepsteaks.
C) A ticker-tape parade for my putz.
D) The implications. ooo.
E) A pile of steaming dog turds left on saTURDay.
F) The stuff that shoots out of my dick on WEDNESDAY.
G) The horrible, sinking feeling that if you google "big, fat cock" this website will be number one on the list.
H) A big, fat cock.
See, it all works out in the end.
GWiMMRN:
A) A series of dick jokes mascarading as a website.
B) Publisher's Clearing House Sweepsteaks.
C) A ticker-tape parade for my putz.
D) The implications. ooo.
E) A pile of steaming dog turds left on saTURDay.
F) The stuff that shoots out of my dick on WEDNESDAY.
G) The horrible, sinking feeling that if you google "big, fat cock" this website will be number one on the list.
H) A big, fat cock.
posted by My Mouth at 8:21 AM
7 Comments:
When will I get a ticker-tape parade for MY walnut-sized testicles?
Huh?
I just checked: this website is nowhere NEAR the top when it comes to big, fat cocks.
However, we're beginning to reach #1 status on "animal necrophilia" and "Miles, the Cat with Testicles the Size of Walnuts."
P.S. THROW UP.
I have a *thbbbt* quesblun:
What's the stuff that shoots out of your dick on Wednesdays? And why THEN?
I, personally, am relieved that we are nowhere near the top.
What's this WE shit, white man?
I'm quite pleased at the Miles-testicles theme, and until it's properly ACKNOWLEDGED, it will receive more play. MUCH more.
I resent being called a "sperm burp," no matter HOW affectionately it may have been meant.
I'd like to stay in there until Thursday, if you don't mind.
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