Later today, at Tom Green's house; He pauses, a sudden feeling of calm justification flowing over him...a slight whiff of excrement suggests itself to his nostrils....a muffled 'flupping' kind of a sound tickles his ears..a phantom breeze stirs the air in front of his face...he reaches out two-handed, ready to do what needs to be done...and then it's gone, all gone. But that feeling of calm justification? It remains.
|Frank Rizzo |
It's a good thing they cut away before everybody burst into childish british giggling.
The best part is that colleague wasn't even near an elephant.
This just wouldn't be the same without the British accents.
Some Bavarian Illuminati mixed Dutch, English, and German people together and put them in charge of an African nation, in order to form the perfect racists.
Wasn't there a Camp Chaos skit where Dick Vitale ended up doing something very similar?
That would be the best(/worst) black-eye story ever.
he was ass fucking the elephant...vigorously...
I believe he was massaging its prostate
nothing on earth could ever make me press play
Black eye from a penis banging accident.
|THA SUGAH RAIN |
Why dont they make a fake elephant lady for it to hump like they do with horses.
|Robin Kestrel |
No MASSIVE HARDON tag?
Nevermind. I thought it said "How to Masturbate TO an Elephant" and I had all sorts of helpful advice.
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