Just as long as it doesn’t involve semen and/or a series of life-threatening tests with portal guns, you’re on.
Cum as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
With a Laughing Salad
For the cumraderie
For the old
memeories
memeories
And I swear that I don’t spoil the fun
No I don’t spoil the fun
No I don’t spoil the fun
With an accumulation of punsters like that, the outcum can only be hilarity.
I cum loud too. You don’t see me advertising it on a cake, though.
Yup. Great grandma knows. As does grandma.
They might not want you to know that they know, though.
My grandma didn’t care. She used to give my sister big plastic bags of harlequin novels that she’d finished with.
In this context, there’s something vaguely untoward about that image.
Ah, the old “spurt and split”, the “ejaculate and evacuate”, the “goo and skiddoo”…
(went through Iowa once with friends on a roadtrip as teens, and we amused ourselves coming up with as many versions of this as we could between gas stops.)
That reminds me. There’s one of these places, Mangoo!, near me which I really should try out before it goes away. I still regret not getting a chance to dine here:
Just in case anyone wondered where such combination of bigotry and ignorance cums from:
Also: pube licks
Don’t… Just don’t. I couldn’t restrain my curiosity. Now I can’t un-read it. It made me feel old. And that gave me hope that dementia won’t be too far away and I will be able to forget it someday. #scarredforlife
Nut tree… Never thought of that sign in Vacaville that way. And that’s the airport I took my first flying lessons at a couple decades ago.
Well technically, assuming the cake is made using flour from, say wheat… no cake for you (and more for the rest of us1))?
1) Yes, I’m taking the liberty to invite myself. But I’ll bring along some really good booze, promise.
Anyway, what about skeet surfin’?
I did warn you. Maybe next time you’ll listen.
Perhaps there was a failure to cummunicate?
Well fuck that shit. What are we, French? With their fancy 20-point scale.
We have two systems, the 4.0 scale and the 100-pt scale. We only have the 4.0 scale because of letter grades and those only exist because we used to be really shitty at counting.
You don’t get to add on all new scales.