October 13, 2005
Rock with your cock boobs out
The M in MP3 now stands for mammary.
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I have an iPod and some Klipsch speakers up HawthorneWingo's ass. The acoustics are incredible in there.
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Lipshits wha?
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Hey you kids! Turn that godawful noise down!
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I want to find a lady who squirts ketchup out of one boob and mustard out of the other. To take to BBQs. Kind of a May-to-September relationship.
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>The senors (sic) around the body linked through the electrical impulses in the chips may also be able to warn wearers about heart murmurs, blood pressure increases, diabetes and breast cancer. Hey, wouldn't it be great if the breast implants could detect the onset of all the health problems that are caused by having breast implants?
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I'd just like to add that the RSS feed on my Yahoo page doesnt render the strikethrough, so this post shows up as: "Rock with your cock boobs out "
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I am so jealous of the opposite sex right now. Not jealous enough to get a thumbdrive implanted in my penis, but jealous all the same.
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Hey you kids! Turn that godawful noise down! Can't hear you, old man! /turns on subwoofer
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Personally, I want a protate implant that makes my man-juice taste like chocolate.
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yeah, it's hard for me to thing of breast implants too.
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protate MMmmmm! I had roast protatos for dinner last night. A little olive oil, sea-salt and rosemary. Great side to a chicken. never had 'em w/chocolate
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Last time my insides rattled this much was after a big meal of bad Mexican and half a bottle of tequila. If what happened then is any indication of what's gonna happen now, a hard rain's gonna fall on you shortly, Z.
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/puts on rain-slicker.
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Hopefully by then, Apple will have gotten off their high horse and finally added a built-in radio tuner to the iBoob. 'Hold it dear, I'll change stations. You like that... one? /bangs head on desk, can't think of anything but old 'radio dials' dirty joke
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My cock dispenses whippets. Or, if so desired, whipped cream. Y'know, cockbong really should be here.
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Like I needed another excuse to press my face into cleavage. "No, you don't need to turn it up. I can hear fine from here."
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This brings the game of "Tune in Tokyo" to the next level. Hey, man, is that titty rock, man? Yeah, man! Well, turn it up, man!
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I say put a cell phone in there while you're at it. "Can you hear me now?"
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/starts giggling uncontrollably, goes off to more sensible thread.
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So when a guy is 'looking for Radio Luxemburg' on his lady friend's bumpy bits, he really will be able to change the music? *Freaks out*
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The first patient.
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ugh, bad dog. not before breakfast.