whats with all the penis jokes.
they need to stop.
Sad is afraid to admit that he loves the cock.
:)
Who wants to go to the penis races!
Hmm, thread topic is psychics and other assorted bull****... so are the penises in question psychic?
"Two go in, one comes out!"
"Listen, asshat, yours might be the thicker one, but mine is shorter!!"
jmac, my penis once teleported to Sweden, and came back with a lit cigarette, a voluminous bra, with a golden viking wig on its head. Does that answer your question? In far more detail that you'd wanted, no doubt.
jmac, my penis once teleported to Sweden, and came back with a lit cigarette, a voluminous bra, with a golden viking wig on its head. Does that answer your question? In far more detail that you'd wanted, no doubt.
The lit cigarette part sounds a bit painful.
It's better then Kenya!OH **** SOMETHING'S BETTER THAN A COUNTRY IN THE MIDDLE OF A POVERTY STRICKEN CONTINENT FILLED WITH DEADLY ANIMALS?!?!?
OH **** SOMETHING'S BETTER THAN A COUNTRY IN THE MIDDLE OF A POVERTY STRICKEN CONTINENT FILLED WITH DEADLY ANIMALS?!?!?
I was refering to a rather stupid flash movie, only that was about Norway.
Kenya kenya kenya sux. My phallus once talked using telepathy to a spirit in the astral plane.
My phallus is smarter then Al Sharpton, of course who isn't?
no one isn't smarter than Al Sharpton
no, levitatable penis that can use the mighty psi-blast.
Psychics are psycho! :xp:
I'm so psychic I predicted I was going to make this post!
I predict that some one will post after this post and this thread will continue.
At this point of conversation I usually point out that I currently wear high heels and nothing but a thong and a bra with mincemeat in it to make it feel real.
Keep in mind that RJ is a muscular beaver, Jr.
Oh no! There's only _one_ not _a_ Muscular Beaver!!! (Tum ta da tum ta da tum da ta da taaaa)
-Whooshshshsh!!!-
Hahaahaha! I beat Jmac to it!
**** YOU.
No, I might throw up on you. Thanksgiving was only yesterday. Well yesterday if it was 50 minutes ago CST.
Thanksgiving was Thursday.
This one dumb broad in my statistics class asked one of my friends whether or not Thanksgiving was going to be on Sunday this year. I'm glad I have control over my violent urges.
This one dumb broad in my statistics class asked one of my friends whether or not Thanksgiving was going to be on Sunday this year. I'm glad I have control over my violent urges.
Heh. Statistics. What a useless class.
Sometimes they just stuff you into class's you don't want, how do you think I would up in Integrated Math (They have some stupid requirement that says I have to stay in even though I've earned the mandatory 3 Math Credits).
It was either statistics or calculus. I think the former is more appropriate for my interest in liberal arts. My stat teacher graduated from West Point and commanded a battalion in Vietnam. I fear him.