Saturday, May 28, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Mindful Musings
-Where is the best place to masturbate? Many have asked. Some think its in the bathroom. Others will contend that its in the park. The correct answer is in a clean pair of business socks.
-You know how they recently discovered some lost books of the bible in a cave in Jordan? I bet one of the new commandments is "pussy has no face".
-The other day I was reading my friends "bucket list". One of the things was: Figure out way to have sex while cleaning ears to achieve ultimate orgasm.
-You know that rap song "back that ass up". Imagine if that guy was a back guy, not an ass guy. "Back that back up" would've been a cult classic.
-The actual reason why people go insane is because they forgot to masturbate that week. Once you go a full week, I think, that's the point of no return. You've shunned logic at its most basic core and now anything goes. I personally have never gone more than 3 days, but just the taste of that third day scared me stiff. I think this is one of the reasons why I am so calm and able to think so deeply and rationally.
-At parties, I sometimes like to tell people that my mom was an artist. I tell other people that she worked for the CIA. I wasn't lying either! My mom was a torture artist.
-You know how they recently discovered some lost books of the bible in a cave in Jordan? I bet one of the new commandments is "pussy has no face".
-The other day I was reading my friends "bucket list". One of the things was: Figure out way to have sex while cleaning ears to achieve ultimate orgasm.
-You know that rap song "back that ass up". Imagine if that guy was a back guy, not an ass guy. "Back that back up" would've been a cult classic.
-The actual reason why people go insane is because they forgot to masturbate that week. Once you go a full week, I think, that's the point of no return. You've shunned logic at its most basic core and now anything goes. I personally have never gone more than 3 days, but just the taste of that third day scared me stiff. I think this is one of the reasons why I am so calm and able to think so deeply and rationally.
-At parties, I sometimes like to tell people that my mom was an artist. I tell other people that she worked for the CIA. I wasn't lying either! My mom was a torture artist.
Friday, May 6, 2011
Question?
How could anyone ever eat vanilla cake, especially when you consider that such at thing as CHOCOLATE cake exists?
I always trusted my friends a bit less when I was a kid if they ordered vanilla cake for their birthday. Your mom let you have any cake you want buddy, quit screwing up your life.
I always trusted my friends a bit less when I was a kid if they ordered vanilla cake for their birthday. Your mom let you have any cake you want buddy, quit screwing up your life.
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