Crisis Averted, Again

Missed It By That Much

You guys ever… have you ever after your done clogging the porcelain like jumped up real fast, yank up your pants, shorts, your what have you and then zipped up real fast and caught the tip of your… you know in the zipper?

Have you have you done that?

I never have, sounds like it hurts–I don’t know why anyone would want to do that. You guys some sort of sick fucks that like that kind of shit?

No one gives a fourth of a cum covered turd what you think, but please don't let that stop you from spreading your insightful wit to the world by commenting below. Or fuck, you're such a pussy-eating faggot you're probably interested in the rss feed of this shitty site. Oy vey.

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Almost every creature group has a name: school of fish; pride of lions; murder of crows. Almost all. To go with flocks, gaggles, covens, herds, colonies, troops, pods and blooms; I now give you the 'jason'. As in "Oh shit, the Special Olympics van just pulled up; here comes a jason of retards". I'm what you call a low self-esteem narcissist.