It’s the mule’s fault for dressing so sexy.
Also on the list of mud-fuckers – Spalding Gray. One of his monologues recalls an incident in which he smoked a bit of thai-stick in the great outdoors, got spontaneously aroused, and humped the muddy ground. Ecstasy! Joy! Total communion with Mother Earth!
…and then orgasm, detumescence, and agonizing hours spent with an exruciatingly itchy Pete brought about by intimate contact with itchy peat.
Jaysus… cereal rapists?
I thought I’d satisfied some partners in the past but admittedly I don’t recall any of them ever accusing me of being hung like an “ear of corn.”
I guess you can hold your lover by the ears, huh?
Is that the one where it turns out that a family on a boat saw the whole thing and the father threatens to kill him when they reach the shore? I thought he was fucking a clump of moss.
Great. Now I’ve got “Dance Hall Days” by Wang Chung stuck in my head. Thanks a heap.
To be crude, to corn-hole something is to fuck it in the ass.
Corn cobs were used as toilet… scrapers. Before toilet paper.
I think the etmology is obvious.
Agony is reading this thread and not being able to get Lee Horsely untransmogrificated with Neal Horsely in my brain…
Lee Horsely cornholed Neal Horsely?
Transmogrified is one of them fancy words that means “buttfucked” ain’t it?