Woo! I have at least a 66% lower lifetime risk of prostate cancer than the baseline group! I figure.
And I bet you don’t miss a stroke!
If you do it yourself, you certainly won’t stroke a Miss.
I love this place… laughing so hard, I’m tearing up… thank you.
I aim to please.
Oops…sorry-let me clean that up.
No offense meant, but any man who says this (the latter) is lying, so the saying goes, unless they have some physical problem that prevents them from doing it.
I’ll research the answer and get back to you. I’ll be in my bunk, researching like a mutha f***ker!
You aim too, please.
Cure? I’d say it’s more appropriate to call it prevention.
And in this case, an ounce of prevention really is worth a pound of cure.
For once I’m going to say ‘why wait?’
Working on a cure for cancer is my favorite new euphemism for, well, you guys know.
I am WORKING ON A CURE FOR CANCER like a MOTHERFUCK!!
You know that’s a self correcting condition, right?
A Wank of prevention is worth a pound of cure.
Spurt or hurt.
Squirt or dirt.
Cum or dumb.