Fear of a clusterfuck
Having endured so many fuck ups, Bob has become clusterphobic.
When a snot projectile is ejected as a result of sneezing.
Brad's nose missile barely missed hitting Rita's blouse.
It was so cold, I was sure glad I was wearing a junk warmer.
You know the economy is going to cum back, but you don't know when, and you don't know where it might go.
Helen told her boyfriend that his orgasms were so inconsistent, he should be studying the Theory of Economic Ejaculation.
A rocking chair with a hole in the seat for a quick discharge, located on the porch of a house in the lowcountry of South Carolina.
Uncle Bob had to go so bad, it's a good thing he was sitting in the lowcountry crapper.
Getting hit so hard in the nut sack that you don't have the words to describe the pain.
We knew Carl had been scrotumed when he doubled over and could not draw a breath to tell us where it hurt.