Carrots are good for your memory.
Get one shoved in your ass and you won’t forget it.
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Carrots are good for your memory.
Get one shoved in your ass and you won’t forget it.
To those guys who take a leak at the urinal hands-free, I have this to say: I *have* to hold mine to keep it from touching the urinal.
The reason I keep going back to Cherry is that she appreciates my eccentricities, like using exactly 2.5 tablespoons of lube, and that it has to be applied clockwise to both my cock and her sphincter, once before and once midway through. Yep, I’m *very* anal about anal.
All of a sudden, my girlfriend is willing to try all sorts of stuff in bed that she’s never been interested in before. Woohoo! I’ve been waiting forever for– hey, what the hell?!?
I was in a good mood till I started petting a duckling in the park.
Then I started feeling a little down.
I’m sick of lying in bed and playing with myself all day long. I suppose I need to find someone to do that for me.
Sometimes I think my wife finds excuses to barge into the bathroom in the morning just to see if she can catch me jerking off in the shower. That suspicious little minx!
My friend asked me to say a few words at his wife’s funeral, so I stepped up to the podium, cleared my throat, and said, “Curvy, shapely, voluptuous, generously proportioned, full-figured…”
He stopped me and said, “Dude, what are you saying??”
I replied, “Sorry… it was just a figure of speech.”
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