

Ren: “You know Stimpy. Your wealth of ignorance astounds me.”
Stimpy: "Well they don’t call me stupid for nothin’ "


Ren: “You know Stimpy. Your wealth of ignorance astounds me.”
Stimpy: "Well they don’t call me stupid for nothin’ "
I want this so much. Best I can do is six.
Bro shows up with a guitar and a Nano Cortex. No pedal board. No amp.
When you are 6’11" and they tell you ro keep your back straight for the cameras when giving your speech.
Where is this house with spirits that eat ass? Asking for a friend.


I have been playing Unreal Tournament (1999) since 2000. It is impossible for me to tally up those hours.


Revanced to discover new music, then selfhost what you liked.


Do you have a moment to talk about our lord and savior, X-Lube?
The stuff is amazing, a bottle makes a ton, and as long as you use distilled water, a batch will keep for a long time.


EDIT: replied in to the wrong comment.


I was a member of a private, country club, gym some years ago. It had really nice showers and an excellent steam room. So many blow jobs and hand jobs in the mornings there.
I have to admit that it was a nice setup. Get up early, hit the gym, get a little release, shave, clean up, and get breakfast with a good and complimentary coffee before leaving, all before work.
I always wondered what sort of shenanigans “the country club house wives” got up to in there all day.


I’ve taken the pills recreationally. Highly recommended when you expect your session to go for many hours, but you (the man) still have to be turned on. In other words, I a healthy male, did not get involuntarily erect by the pills.
EDIT: I hit puberty at 10yo. From 10 to about 19, my dick had a mind of its own. But since about that age, we have come to an agreement. Get hard and stay hard for as long as I ask, and I promise you’ll never go hungry. The rest of the time, leave me the hell alone.
PS: It was miserable ~12.


Interesting tip,
heh
Oh, my beloved ice cream bar…
…how I love to lick your creamy center!
And your oh-so-nutty chocolate covering!
You’re not like the others. You like the same things I do. Wax paper… boiled football leather… DOG BREATH!