The remote control from heaven, male version
posted by Nigel St.John Regina Smegmatica Howle-Raines @ 10:54 AM
Light and hearty observations from a fat and ugly guy. Home of hackneyed drivel and ersatz-existentialist effluence. Choleric biliousness a specialty, since 1958.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
"Ego mos imbibo bierra tunc cado ut solum" -- from the Latin, this is the motto I live by. Translated, it goes like this: "I will drink beer and then fall to the floor". Beautiful, poetic, charming, no?
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Face like a box of writhing maggots, dresses like Wilbur Post from the TV show "Mr. Ed", hates the great outdoors, much prefers the great indoors, so long as those doors are locked. Two words: shaved armpits.
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5 Comments:
Where is the numeric keypad that determines how many of her horny friends you can have round too?
Now there's an addition worth mentioning!
Oh man, I'd swipe that if boobs were changed to pecker.
Ha ha ha ha...pecker.
(Cock sounded too heavy)
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Thing is, you'd just keep pressing + + + + + + + + + + + until there was nothing left of the man, just a huge pecker - and I know of plenty of blokes who are just big pricks already . . . . . . :)
I have a similar version on my blog site. I like yours better. Going to ask Santa to get it for me this year for Christmas!
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