MY PENIS CLINCHES THE NOMINATION.
MY PENIS ROCKED CHINA.
MY PENIS CONTRIBUTES: HOW ABOUT YOU?
MY PENIS IS YOUR PLOUGHMAN’S LUNCH.
AMERICA LOVES MY PENIS.
MY PENIS LOVES YOU, BUT IS NOT IN LOVE WITH YOU.
MY PENIS IS A CAPTAIN OF INDUSTRY.
Archive for May, 2008MY PENIS CLINCHES THE NOMINATION. MY PENIS ROCKED CHINA. MY PENIS CONTRIBUTES: HOW ABOUT YOU? MY PENIS IS YOUR PLOUGHMAN’S LUNCH. AMERICA LOVES MY PENIS. MY PENIS LOVES YOU, BUT IS NOT IN LOVE WITH YOU. MY PENIS IS A CAPTAIN OF INDUSTRY. What are you waiting for? Guess! A) Blue light. B) Baby mice. C) Two demented, wasted, spoiled youths who must’ve spent the previous hour beating up on each other, by the looks of it. D) DISTURBING VIDEO. E) Amy WineMouse’s fucked up big fat cock. The following shipment of United Nations goodies to Myanmar, AKA BURMA, has recently entered my mouth. Guess what’s in there right now: A) Fuck-me pumps for the hot chicks without food, water, or shelter in Myanmar. B) Crackers, really salty crackers. C) 10,000 can-openers but no cans. D) A lifeboat with a hole in the bottom. E) Condoms. F) Souvenirs from the United Nations gift shop. G) One free ticket out of Myanmar scotch-taped to the underside of Ban Ki-moon’s cock. H) A big, fat cyclone cock. |