Summer Vacation
Ninety-Six Degrees.
Ballsac, say hello to thigh.
The pleasure is mine.
Ninety-Six Degrees.
Ballsac, say hello to thigh.
The pleasure is mine.
And So I Humbly
Ask You To Take My Hand And
Be My First Ex-Wife.
It Itches Down There.
Uh Oh.. Here Comes Some Public
Deep Asshole Scratching.
Dearest Internet,
Thanks For The Endless Supply
Of Disturbing Porn.
Meeting of The Balls.
One Rubber, The Other Flesh.
Should Have Worn A Cup.
Dear supbitch (I will assume that is your given name) -
Thank you very much for reblogging me. That means a lot. And I’m not just saying that because you’re an Asian chick (yes I am).
“No, No. Of Course Not.
I Normally Date White Girls.”
Of Course, I’m Lying.
Too Much Collagen
Have Made Your Lips Look Like A
Puckering A**hole.
(Also, you really shouldn’t marry Spencer. Your mom is right.)
Help me make this sh*t famous.
Tell your friends about this site.
Blog about it.
Tell your friends about blogging about it.
Blog about telling your friends about it.
Full circle, bitches.
Whoever Said That
Never Had Genital Warts.
These Things Are Awful.
Your Pics From The Beach
Provided for A Hefty
Spank Bank Deposit.
“This Whole Night Was A
Series of Lies Designed To
Get You To Blow Me.”
“Go Ahead, Then. Jump.”
Reverse Psychology Is
Not That Effective.
Call Me Crazy, But
I Swear I Would Rather Watch
A Live Abortion.
Old Fat Naked Man,
That Towel Has A Purpose.
Cover Your Old Balls.