dtilque
121
I wonder if anyone’s pointed out to Mr Comfort that the erect human penis fits into the human hand and asked what that proves?
Yllaria
122
No cheesecake out our way. The last spoken line is “where’s my cookie?”
Maybe they want to, but they’re more risk-averse, so they don’t end up in the news for doing stupid things like cramming sea serpents in there?
Kimstu
126
Not as much, apparently: no prostate. (It’s a nice link! It’s Scientific American! Get your mind out of the gutter!
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Aaaaacccckkk. I don’t wanna read that. TMI
Kimstu
128
Sorry hon, but salinqmind1 asked a question and I knew where the internet had stashed the answer. Around here that’s basically a binding contract. 
Wait, how is the eel the bad guy in this story?
Sexual Turducken would be a great name for a band.
Buttcarrot would be a great name for a band. That name might require an umlaut over the u.
When life gives you lemons… and an eel…
Ferris
135
We do not need an inspirational poster to go with that, thank you…!
Ferris
136
I’ve heard their live show is banned in over sixty countries.
Slimy.
Bitey.
Bad dinner date, all around.
Didn’t show itself out.
Oh, and ruined sea life TV documentaries for me forever.
Look, just don’t swim naked in the ocean, and you’ll be fine.
It’s like a backdoor Candiru.