Madlibs with slim and steven

Nov 15, 2005 13:46

Bird Watching

I wasn't very happy when one of my sweaty friends invited me to go implant watching. It seemed dumb to hide in coochies for hours in hopes of seeing a blue-gray gnat-catcher fisting through the air. Boy was I wrong! The first time I saw a bald penis head spread its wings and soar vaginally across the rectum, I was clitoris struck. Today I will talk your labia off about my new hobby. Believe me, there's not music equal of a gree-backed spotted heron giving it's mating call, "QUEEF"!. There is no sight more beautiful that a peacock spreading its scrotum. And there's no greater thrill that seeing a trained falcon fly down and land on your chode and eat out of your foreskin. You can ever bird watch at home. A parrot which mimics human nuthairs and says such things as, "Polly wants a squid" is a great companion. I anally believe that in a few years, bird watching will be as american as douche pie.
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