Welcome to "Suck It" Fridays
If it's Friday, you have to "suck it."
GWiMMRN:
A) Jack Ryan's strangled cry of, "How dare you, sir?!"
B) What Monica tore into two pieces
C) The "Da Vinci Choad," based on the bestselling thriller about a couple of people following the clues to where the Sacred Penis of O.L.A.S.J.H.C. can be found by examining Leonardo Da Vinci's famous sculpture, "The Last Dumper."
D) A Montecristo Platinum cigar
E) Pad Thai with plenty of bean sprouts and lime wedges
F) The guy in the Reesees Piecees shirt
G) Jack Ryan's big, strangled cock
GWiMMRN:
A) Jack Ryan's strangled cry of, "How dare you, sir?!"
B) What Monica tore into two pieces
C) The "Da Vinci Choad," based on the bestselling thriller about a couple of people following the clues to where the Sacred Penis of O.L.A.S.J.H.C. can be found by examining Leonardo Da Vinci's famous sculpture, "The Last Dumper."
D) A Montecristo Platinum cigar
E) Pad Thai with plenty of bean sprouts and lime wedges
F) The guy in the Reesees Piecees shirt
G) Jack Ryan's big, strangled cock
13 Comments:
A John Deere lawn tractor?
Unfortunately, that wasn't one of the choices.
I do try to make this easy, you know. It's not as if I simply ask a question that has an infinite number of possible answers. This is a MULTIPLE CHOICE query.
FOCUS. I know you can do it. Say it with me: I CAN. I CAN. I CAN. Scroll down to the bottom of this web page to read an inspirational- nay, vital message.
And, as always, thank you for your input. It's FOCUSED input that makes this important web site the only place to be for up-to-date information on my mouth and its contents.
FOCUS. I believe in you. FOCUS on MY MOUTH.
You CAN.
"I mean she just grabbed me all down there and yanking and yanking and tearing me up with those fingernails."
EVERYONE sucked it today.
No one was spared the indignity.
Some even ENJOYED IT.
I don't know why you guys keep picking on me. My mom bought me this shirt.
I make more than lawn tractors, you know.
Stop essentializing me and celebrate my diversity.
I am in love with the smell of cut grass.
*ghaaal* *ghaaal* I can't wait for Saturday *ghaaal *ghaaaaal*
There's no rest on Saturday, either.
STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT
What does that have to do with anything?
I... I just thought... well, that people outta know that my dick is broken. From the motorcycle jumps I did.
I landed right on my dick. And... and I think I broke it. I'm pretty sure it's broken.
Ow. Owow.
I go for the Pad Thai, then, if lawn tractors are not an option.
That would be a good choice, but I've since moved on. It's time to GWiMMright NOW.
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