At a critical juncture involving me "going south" on this young lady, just as I reached my target I instantly jumped up, ran to the bathroom and puked my guts out until I passed out on the floor.
I thought for sure you were going to say she had a Johnson.
I thought for sure you were going to say she had a Johnson.
Funny you should mention that....
My brother in law (RIP), had a drunken evening at the local Moose Lodge many years ago. It ended with him in jail and an assault charge, after he took the "New Girl" home one night. He reached down, and to his surprise, ended up with a Winker and a set of balls in his hand... He beat the crap out of the dude right there in his bed... I never laughed so hard in my life.
I thought for sure you were going to say she had a Johnson.
That would have been hilarious...
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out and smokin, shouting "Holy Shit ...What A Ride!"
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