Tuesday, March 20, 2007

*Shudder*

Watching that retard cry for Sanjaya made me feel sick, like a priest had just taken me into his office and stuck his finger deep into my anus. Like up to the last knuckle.

7 comments:

Dale said...

I didn't feel all the knuckles. Not this time.

Coaster Punchman said...

Are you sure it wasn't a dry fisting, N.V.?

Dale said...

All this sweet talk, people will say you're in love!

Dena said...

Dale, you want knuckles? I'll give you knuckles. Which public toilet in Toronto do you prefer?

Dena said...

Coaster, when you talk like that, I get all romantical and gooey in the vaginal area. I'm talking full on clitty gum.

Dale said...

How is that when you talk to me like that I get as moist as a snack cake down there but when the cops say it, I just tense up Dena? Come and get me.

Coaster Punchman said...

All right, I'm not sure if I should laugh or vomit. Maybe a little of both?