
Titus said...
Personally, I think it is important for all men to have a relationship with their pucker.
Yes, it may be intimidating or you may feel "weird".
I recommend talking to it.
Say,"hi there little pucker, how are you today? I thank you for being in my life. You are important to me. Would you mind if I take a little peak down there to see what's going on"
Also, praise the pucker. Say things like "you are a very unique pucker, you mean a lot to me pucker, you are my friend".
Puckers..
O the anality!
ReplyDelete"The Jets Are Pussies"
ReplyDeletePuckers are not pussies. Full stop
Profound.
ReplyDeletePuckers are not pussies
ReplyDeleteExcept to fudge packers,
Who put in the poop chute
What should go in the sponge.
ricpic--
ReplyDeleteSounds like the first verse of a song.
But if they're not careful,
'bout the chutes and the poops,
They're bound to wind up,
With a case of the munge.
Munge, munge,
Oh a case of the munge,
And if it's not fatal,
It can be quite funge!
(Up to you figure out more -unge rhymes.)
There once was a fellow named Tucker
ReplyDeleteWho one day discovered his pucker
He whiffed and he gagged
As he looked 'neath his bag
And said, "Shit, that smells worse than a trucker."
I am horny today. I can't get this hardon to go down.
ReplyDeleteDo you guys ever have this problem?
Constant hardons are a pain in the ass.
tits.
Yeah, that's testosterone for you.
ReplyDeleteMilk the joke for what tit's worth, Titus.
ReplyDelete-polyps
Look not for me where polyps bloom,
ReplyDeleteWhen petals stained a vibrant pink,
So nearer beckon avoid the stink.
Who doesn't like sausages!
ReplyDeleteTitus, I haven't had that problem since 8th grade. And Titus..what's your view on "coin slots"..the upper ass crack when a man or woman squat.
ReplyDeleteI hope that what happens on Troop's blog is like what happens in Vegas.
ReplyDeleteYou guys crack me up with your poetry. Inspired by Titus. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm down 2 (TWO!) sizes since October.
No celebratory cheesecake for me.
Good job, Darce, but remember, doggerel is not poetry. ;^)
ReplyDeleteSixty! Sending me to the dictionary. ;-)
ReplyDelete@darcy: Down two cup sizes? :(
ReplyDelete@Darcy: I don't care about cup size. We're BFF no matter what.
ReplyDeleteNo, two dress sizes. The other things are a little...oh, never mind! lol
ReplyDeleteBFForevs. :)
@darcy: Well, you are celibatory cheesecake as far as I'm concerned. :)
ReplyDeleteISWYDT!
ReplyDeleteI would stick an & between my "beckon" and "avoid" at my 12:57 if I had it to do over again which I don't.
ReplyDeleteWOO HOO Darcy! Down two dress sizes, that is great! I bet you are feeling better physically too? Hey you can have celebratory low carb cheesecake, you would love the ones I make, drizzled with dark chocolate.
ReplyDelete"drizzled" is a rather erotic description...
ReplyDeleteTHE GIANTS ARE SUPERBOWL CHAMPIONS!
ReplyDeleteDrizzled is erotic? Well good expensive dark chocolate is almost orgasmic.
ReplyDeleteLOL, that oughta get ya goin'.
DEWEY DEFEATS TRUMAN!!
ReplyDeleteR,L, based on that I think I will place my bets now. I mean, it's on the internet so it has to be true, right?
ReplyDeleteWhere can I find a bookie who accepts real estate on a bet?
LOL. That's EXACTLY what I thought of when first saw it, Allie ...
ReplyDelete... with the proviso that had Dewey, in fact, gone on to win, no one would ever have known.
What a grrrr-eat illustration of both how things have change--and, also, how they have not.
; )
: )
Make a bet? My butt and then some: not likely. I'll be in a divided house. I'm gonna serve food and duck (while being privately amused, all the while).
ReplyDeleteGooooo, Teaeaeam[s]!
Hehe.
ReplyDeleteYaaaaaaaaaaaaaay FOOTBALL!
ReplyDeleteIt's easy when you have no investment either team. Kind of boils down to which one you hate less. Or which one is winning. Simple, really.
Go NAFC!
ReplyDeleteLet's go NYats!
Guess who won the MVP?
ReplyDeleteMVP = Most violated pucker?
ReplyDeleteJust trying to stay on topic.
ReplyDeleteHey, congrats, Darcy!
ReplyDeleteI dunno about "drizzled" being erotic. Too close to "fizzled".
Thanks, Blake and Allie. It's really just the running.
ReplyDeleteI'm grateful to be able to run. Being able to fit a size or two smaller is just icing on the cake!
Did I say cake?? ;-)