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I was blown up by my boyfriend the other day for using an IED as a contraceptive; apparently
subjects were asked about the level of satisfaction."My body rejected the foreign intruder; it flew across the room, like a Frisbee!"
It ricochet off the bed post
into the mirror. It was embarrasing because
not only was my fly unzipped, but dangling from my fly was a withered banana peel! I started
to sing, Day, is a day-oh...
Daylight comes and I wanna go home!
