GWiMMRN, Snotty Chunks of Cunt Hair Edition

Everything will be all right once you've G'd wimmr now:

A) Your wife's placenta, yes YOURS
B) Teri Hatcher's vagina exercising machine after a short but satisfying workout
C) A high-pitched grunt after a long silence
D) A pint of hot yogurt
E) A Little Loose Poop (sung to the tune of "My Little Deuce Coupe")
F) Multumesc, a new pussy-flavored drink like Ovaltine that you add milk to and stir
G) A big, fat no-frills cock


A little loose poop
You don´t know what I got
A little loose poop
You don´t know what I got
Well I´m not braggin´ bud so don´t put me down
But I´ve got the loosest set of bowels in town
When something comes out of me just don´t even try
Cause if you smell my diarrhea man you just want to die
It's a little loose poop
You don´t know what I got
(A little loose poop)
(You don´t know what I got)
Just a little loose poop with a real bad smell
And it's as deadly as sarin gas: it's as bad as hell
I've farted and grunted and squirted some shit
After twenty minutes in the can I'm not done yet
It's a little loose poop
You don´t know what I got
(A little loose poop)
(You don´t know what I got)


Anonymous Anonymous said...


Cu placere!

9:36 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

oh terri please please may i be your boyfriend terri please i want to feel your strong vagina muscles please terri if you make me your boyfriend i promise to spell your name right terri of please terri i want your vagina to strangle my cock like it owed you money.

9:38 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It was that high pitched grunt that MADE THAT MOVIE LOSE TO CRASH.


9:39 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's enough about the placentas already.




9:40 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

*tp* *tp*

Hmmm. This hot yogurt's a little salty.

*tp* *tp*

9:42 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I don't know what the *tp* *tp* is supposed to be.

10:05 AM  
Anonymous Another Anonymous Teri Hatcher Fan said...

Oh Teri I can already spell your name so pick me, let it be me!

Strangle my dingus like it owed you a LOT of money!

10:06 AM  
Blogger My Mouth said...

Jesus Tittyfucking CHRIST, will you all please FOCUS?




10:07 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That is the greatest song I have ever heard.

It would sound better if Terrrri Hatcher would sing it.

Do you think you could pull her away momentarily from her vagina machine and have her sing a few bars?


12:25 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

*tp *tp* is me smacking my lips, trying to guess the contents of the hot yogurt I just IMBIBED.

12:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh! Then the *tp* *tp* makes sense. It's a cool little onomatopoeia, really.

*tp* *tp*


*tp* *tp*

12:51 PM  
Anonymous Onomatopoeia said...

How DARE you essentialize me as "little!" Celebrate my onomatopoeiativeness for christ's fucking shit-ass sake!

1:06 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thos watchdogs are too in love with the taste of their own testicles to bark when they're supposed to.

1:48 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I hate to tell you this, but "shit" and "yet" do not rhyme.

And don't get me started on Tom Hanks.

1:50 PM  
Anonymous O.L.A.S.J.H.C. said...

I do not have, as as been suggested, a "fucking shit-ass sake."

You cocksucker.

*tp* *tp*

Does anyone else taste dog testicles?


3:30 PM  

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