My External Genitalia Can Kiss My Ass

I really need to bring a book into the bathroom. Or remember to grab the remote. Or maybe bring a sandwich in there with me. Everytime I shit and get bored, like any normal person would, I start gazing admiringly at my amazing cock. Then I just end up getting pissed.

My Stupid Testicles

First circumcision, now this.

There’s no reason why my testicles should be on the outside of my body. None. Now, don’t give me that old cliched answer that you just accepted as fact without rubbing against your two brain cells to make sure it made even a little sense.

There’s no reason for my balls to be outside my body. None.

Hey everybody, here’s my sexual organs in a bag hanging out front of my body, feel free to hit them with a piñata stick, throw a baseball at them, make bicycle seats that crush them or just somehow graze them with something. That’s the best.

Come on everyone take a whack. That’s why I’m dangling them in front of me where the world can easily inflict pain and injury on them.

Testicles on the outside of my body. Who’s the dumb motherfucker who did that?
Charles Darwin, you’re a fucking idiot.

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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