A location for preserving those doomed, yet precious never-to-be eaten residual consumables from previous awesome restaurant experiences.
Oh, hell no! You're not installing one more fuckin' doggie bag into the refrigerator graveyard until you dispatch with the last 6 months of shit in there. And you can start with the stuff that stinks so bad it's trying to find it's own way out...
A state of confusion created by a direct conflict between an individual's appearance and their obvious sexual persuasion
ok, so the waiter with lipstick, long eyelashes, nail extensions and feminine voicing is CLEARLY A DUDE.
Yeah. I'm also genderplexed.
The hamburgerizing effect that results from the contact of abrasive metallic dental-alignment hardware with the otherwise fragile, soft tissues lining the oral cavity; also a concern for other at-risk anatomy specific to certain advanced adult activities.
Gotta draw the line somewhere...the risk of permanent disfigurement from metal on mucosa just ain't worth it!
The subtle, peri-oral, scented crust that developes after a long night of oral sexual activity
dude! clean up yer face!
hell no! I'm gonna enjoy THIS glazed-donut effect... growin' a moustache next...
The inadvertent posting of social media content sufficiently controversial as to threaten acceptance to mainstream fraternity or sorority organizations.
OK, who posted my pix drinking martinis through saturated tampon applicators?
Was that summonsed to be a secret?
Actually, no; but those innocent, out of context pics could definitely ruin my rush!
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Borne out of early trans-Atlantic, all-male nautical voyages wherein a lottery system existed for each sailor to spend 'time in the FUCK barrel' in order to provide sexual release for crew members; the rectum placed against the bung hole for easy access.
Well, it's 6 am. Time for my rotation in the FUCK barrel. Too bad everyone's asleep. NOT!
The act of physically slapping another woman across the face with self-produced vaginal secretions, as defining proof of female copulation fitness.
The bitch called me out on bein' old and dried up; so I grabbed me a handful from down there and juice slapped the ho...