They say don’t knock it till you’ve tried it… but I’m going to pass on that particular experience.
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I blog more than anyone I know, but even I don’t need that.
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To hell with music, fame and the rest… I just want to know where she got the seeds for that fabulous garden.
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72%? Sure, that’s close enough for surgery. A 28% chance of losing something vitally important seems worth the risk.
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Turns out it does. Men are thrilled and claiming the heatwaves covering half the country have increased the size of their members. For these overly proud men… I have one word.
Thermoregulation.
Winter is going to be such a disappointment.
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I should know better than to click on penis stories.
All the news that’s not fit to print… but you know I will anyway.
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Sorry, if I had to see it… so do you.
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Gee, no. I can’t imagine that happening. You mean a programmed robotic fiancé who agrees with everything you say and finds your belching the National anthem charming isn’t realistic?
Who knew.
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Can you imagine living next to that Pepto Bismol monstrosity? I’d vomit on principle alone.
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Here’s a simple way… don’t buy them.
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For a society that always screams about invasion of privacy we’re pretty willing to hand over all our information.
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Be careful what you say in front of Teddy.
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Where there's only one step from the sublime to the ridiculous.