February 10, 2006

Sock monkey porn. Link NSFSM [Not Safe For Sock Monkeys].

Don't ask me what search terms led me to this page. It's better that you don't know.

posted by caution live frogs 18 years ago
  • !!! This is so... wrong. Yet... I can't look away. If I start feeling, eh, aroused next time I see some sock puppet, I'm sending you the shrink's bill, frogs.
  • preverts!
  • Could you please say that again, Blue? But, you know, wearing your rubber gloves... ; )
  • OK, it's a tie between this and the Flying Spaghetti Monster pr0n.
  • Look: I'm as happy as the next man to see BlueHorse in rubber gloves (.) slapping the nearest monkey to hand (oo-er!); but don't you people realise, that sock monkey almost single-handedly destroyed English football? Do you care? God knows I live with the results, and his pr0n career now does nothing excuse the horror he has wrought on the game. He's fallen on hard times, so sympathy to him, but he brought the last vestiges of the game's dignity down with him. Now, the naked capitalism that was always inherent in football is all too clear to see (Chelsea and corrupt Russians), and all because the sock monkey promised more than he, or his masters, could deliver. (Not like I take this stuff seriously) *smiles wistfully as he thinks of BlueHorse in rubber gloves. Again*
  • I would like to see the sockmonkeys have sex with the crocheted FSM whilst both being spanked by BlueHorse in rubber gloves (and matching ensemble)!!
  • Mmmm... Matching Ensemble.... and being spanked by BlueHorse... and... oops
  • Nice use of curling ribbon. Is that platypus wearing a wig?
  • Man, if only I had a gym sock handy... then it'd be META-perverted!
  • Despite barely making sense, I regret and retract my previous comment.
  • um...you didn't make a previous comment...or maybe I am too drunk to see it?
  • Don’t you know when you’re going to SOCK the monkey Sock the sox Rat the rat You can ape the ape I know about that There is one thing you must be sure of I can’t take any more Darling, don’t you monkey with the monkey
  • Darling, don’t you monkey with the monkey Unless you use protection* *Might I suggest: rubber gloves?
  • And socks!
  • Rubber "hose?"
  • Might I suggest: rubber gloves? You planning on inviting four friends?
  • hawt.
  • Cover me, when I sleep Cover me, when I breathe You throw your pearls before the swine Make the monkey blind Cover me, darling please
  • "Dirty sex... really dirty" What does this have to do with anything? Mmmh... well... she... see, looks as if she's wearing a sock! A big, dirty, sock sweater... Oh damn you Frogs, damn you!
  • Flagpole, that's a riot! Also, bobboggis, you'd best watch how to talk about our GramMa.
  • Mmmm... geeky girls... Actually I like the art school girls. Married one. She smelt of paint thinner and turpentine for a while, but that was alright as she didn't mind that I smelled like formaldehyde and alcohol. Good thing we've both found cleaner jobs since then! Now I just smell of desperation and despair in my job hunt, while she retains this delightful odor of Herself that I wouldn't trade for anything.
  • Just reading your post made me feel dizzy, frogs... /light-headed flashback sharing time As a young student, I used to frequent this art supplies' store. The tang of turpentine and other solvents permeated the whole place. Once, waiting in front of the counter for my order to be fulfilled, I feel something hitting me on the back of the knees; almost lost my balance but managed to grab the counter in time. Turns out a girl behind me fainted at the fumes and just collapsed; had she not found my legs on her way down, she might have hit the glass front of the counter, hard. Along with her friend and a security guard we took her outside for clean air. 'This happens to her all the time, she can't stand solvents for long..' her friend said. Now that was a bummer for an art student... Helped them with what they were ther buying and to get a cab. The now awake girl was so embarassed, and even more when I had the gall of asking for her number. Her friend gave me hers, but I lost it. Oh well. Boy was she a cutie. Damn.
  • Someone didn't have to go there. I am repulsed that anyone would do this to perfectly innocent sock monkeys.