Monkeys, burbon and a poorly handled crack deal
Your 10th grade math teacher
Moth salad
Sloth sex
Dom Deluise and Harry Knowles from Ain’t it Cool News sandwiching your face in between sweaty, oily bitch tits while someone pours Grapenuts up your anal tract and forces you to sit on a pailful of amphetemine-addled ravenous gerbils, all the while the new track of “King of the Road” done by Debbie Boone, Marilyn Manson on one of his off days, and Billy Ray Cyrus is pumped in at a ear shattering 20. While the track changes, Fortune 500 people come in and bitch about how everyone hates them because they are rich in between long, full color closeups of Roseanne Baar getting her gynocological exam with Scent-o-matic forcing you to breathe deep and behold the full aroma of enough yeast in her to start a freaking bakery.
Penis farts?
Penis farts
:eek:
ok, my contribution:
Espresso Enemas
Jimmy Hoffa’s dead body fellating Strom Thurmond.
Stirring it in with the leftovers and putting in in the fridge for tomorrow.
Jocelyne Wildenstein purring on your bed.
::shudder::
Having Martha Stewart over for Thanksgiving dinner
Nocturne, that is just plain wrong, not to mention extremely disturbing. You win, by a landslide.
Papercuts on your eyeballs. Just think about that for a minute.
Snickers panties.
Passed out drunk man lying in the street…
Man walks passed and looks…
Man walks back and kneels over drunk…
Checks he is completely passed out…
Looks over shoulder checks around…
Man unzips drunk, pulls out Mr floppy gives him a Monica…
OOPS forgot about the CCTV…
The disturbing part is, this is TRUE! :eek:
So much for dispelling ignorance :rolleyes:
I may someday…reproduce
That I will finally get my MBA.
Roseanne and Andrea Dworkin having frantic sex in the middle of a Sears parking lot, being whipped by a naked Janet Reno-no wait, she’s not naked, she’s wearing nipple clamps.
Waking up strapped to a workbench in a basement, and a man dressed in surgical scrubs and a Goofy mask approaches you with a tray of instruments.
a person with a personality of an arrogant Andalite
[sub]oh no, I’ve been reading my 5th grade book collection again. hang on.[/sub]
Wow… Rosanne’s on here a LOT
That yesterday while wandering alone on a marsh by a mud creek in an ancient valley a 2 hour walk from nowhere, my head locked into the vibe of some sort of infinatly meaningful cosmic dream bubble, i found a cute little skull (it was a Fisher) which i chatted with intermittantly for about an hour and a half before happening onto a road and hitch-hikeing back to my truck.
The disturbing part? I work for a bank.
Walking around with the Worlds Worst Song " Having my Baby’ stuck in your head for DAYS!
And every time you hear it, picturing your GRANDPARENTS…
:eek: