Life is about the butthole pleasures. Never could tie a bowtie though. No matter what city it was from.
I’m think I’m truly glad that I have to say " 
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No se habla oddball.
Somebody just got a new dvd, I think. I hope. I mean, there is more to life than the butthole pleasures and the rusty trombones.
Life isn’t about shit on your knuckles.
So true.
You ever heard of the Rollin’ 20’s, nigga? We fuck dwarves in the ass.
Once I remove the blade I keep in my sock from its sheath, it cannot be put back until it has spilled BLOOD!
Joe
I hope someone will let us old folks in on the joke…please?
We could, but then wheresgeorge04 would have to kill you, or at least give you a little prick.
…
What?
Que?
Of course!
Go around.
While it may also be about arabian goggles and the aligator fuck-house, it is NOT however about the hot carl or the camel-toe slide.
(Featherlou and Larry are with me. And no, its not a new DVD. Just a phrase that rolls around my head on occasion, to my wife’s dismay!)
Why, thank you!
That was the last data point that I needed to complete my thesis about the Himalayan flying dormouse.