You don’t even want to know…
- by Pixel
“You can’t have my sperm! I need it!”
— Me, two days ago, to a lesbian in Alaska.
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“You can’t have my sperm! I need it!” — Me, two days ago, to a lesbian in Alaska. Related posts: Goodie Grab Bag I I am now a god at the Rubik’s Cube. It means nothing to those of you who don’t twist, but I figured out the last bit I needed to solve it…
You turned down a lesbian?
I don’t even KNOW you anymore.
It wasn’t an offer — and she didn’t want it in the fun way.
It wasn’t an offer? Was it a demand? Are you being held hostage by vicious lesbites? Blink twice if you’re in mortal danger.
Blink. Blink. Blink. 🙄
He’s in Canada! The fiends!
P.S. I’m two jumps away from Seth Green in two seperate (but linked) social directions. I’ve never been cooler in my LIFE.
Someone’s trying to do Shakespeare lipograms. Thought you’d find it interesting.
http://www.shakespeareteacher.com/blog/archives/907