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#100 - Kelvin aren't degrees. It's a temperature. It's 300 Kelvin. It… 03/18/2014 on Fucking Australia 0
#294 - What about making all content with negative thumbs to some arb…  [+] (3 new replies) 03/18/2014 on Sorry for the downtime +7
#326 - grandmabetty (03/18/2014) [-]
for your good idea i award you a man playing the flute out the window while driving at breakneck speeds
#346 - kanatana (03/18/2014) [-]
I'll see your man playing the flute out the window while driving at breakneck speeds and raise you one Darth Vader on a unicycle in a kilt and playing the bagpipes.
#298 - kanatana (03/18/2014) [-]
Actually, I like this idea.
#36 - Month Day Year has to do with how we say it. "It's March …  [+] (12 new replies) 03/18/2014 on Fucking Australia +5
#115 - anonymous (03/18/2014) [-]
You know Kelvin are just Celsius degrees + 273,15.
So using Kelvin is basically using °C...
User avatar #117 - halefall (03/18/2014) [-]
Woops, forgot to log in.
#223 - ainise (03/19/2014) [-]
How much hotter is 20°C than 10°C? Some might say 20°C is twice as hot as 10°C, and they'd be wrong. It's closer to 3.5%. When dealing with the affects of heat and atmospheric pressure, there's a reason anyone who doesn't want to add a dozen extra steps uses Kelvin. Because Celsius is an arbitrary scale. 295K vs 300K or 21 vs 26. Percentage wise, °C is just confusing as hell. The excuse "But the numbers are too large" just sounds awful and lazy.

K isn't °C, it's vastly superior. The only reason behind not using it, is the large numbers. Feet and Yards make sense, for ease of measuring. °C is just a watered down version of K that helps you remember at what temperature Water freezes and boils.

PS: No one cares about Rankine. It's wrong, We all know it's wrong and nobody cares because nobody uses the bloody scale.
User avatar #193 - missaddie (03/19/2014) [-]
It's not 'basically' using C if you have to change it by adding or subtracting numbers.
Kelvin is much higher than either Celsius or Fahrenheit, I don't look at 100 degrees Celsius and automatically go 'oh, that's 373 Kelvin! so similar!'
User avatar #196 - halefall (03/19/2014) [-]
You are right. What I mean is that the distance between two degrees is the same in °C and in K.
"It's 10°F cooler." doesn't means the same as "It's 10°C cooler.", but "It's 10 kelvin cooler" does.
User avatar #58 - huchkizz (03/18/2014) [-]
Fahrenheit may be based on medicine, but I don't think that that's a good enough reason to keep using it.

Kelvin would be a weird measure, as it would be extremely high numbers
"Today it's 300 degrees" et cetera.

I can't stress how annoying it is when I'm watching some American TV-show they say Yards, Feet and so on, as I have no point of reference to these measurement .

Everything would be so much easier if everyone could just agree on an universal SI-unit, instead of all these misconceptions and inconveniences.
User avatar #210 - jacksipian (03/19/2014) [-]
I feel the same way with the metric system, i have no idea how tall 160 damn centimeters are so when you guys talk about height i get screwed up and with measurements i get lost because i dont have a frame of reference for it either, it's easier for me to see and understand the empirical system and it's easier for you to see the metric system because that's what you grew up with and that's the normal thing people around you use. It's just like how you think things you aren't used to are weird, BECAUSE you aren't used to them.
#100 - ainise (03/18/2014) [-]
Kelvin aren't degrees. It's a temperature. It's 300 Kelvin. It's only weird because it's alien to you. To explain, Degrees indicates an arbitrary measurement. IE: The temperature that water boils & freezes at 0p. Kelvin numbers are absolute, not arbitrary( at least not AS arbitrary). Absolute zero is, as far as scientists understand, the lowest temperature anything could be. The point at which there is no more movement in atoms. It has no limits, it has no basis, outside of the point at which all movement ceases and it has no variables(IE: Pressure in Fahrenheit and Celsius).

As for your argument that it would be extremely high numbers, you could say that same argument against Farenheit. 75 is a massive number to someone who's used to Celsius. Bring up another arbitrary scale where the hottest day ever recorded would be rated as a 10, and they'd flip shit reading 75, or even 20.

As someone below stated, A foot is about the size of a foot, a yard is about a stride, an inch is about the size of a didget and a mile was originally a term for a thousand paces by the Romans. We use a more exact system now, but the international mile is 1760 yards. In science, obviously, the more exact units of measurement are much more useful. In everyday usage, it's much easier to find a yard or a foot without a tool than a meter. It's much simpler(albeit time consuming) to estimate the length of a mile on foot than a kilometer.

They all have purposes, it isn't just pigheadedness that's keeping the world from using one uniformed system of any kind, although groups of people's stubbornness is always an issue.
User avatar #59 - huchkizz (03/18/2014) [-]
measurement in plural, that is*
User avatar #48 - ilovehitler (03/18/2014) [-]
More explanation on the MMDDYY here.
It's not actually just to do with the way we speak, at least not at first. And even anymore, it still has other reasons.
It goes in order of how important time is, with farming in mind. You need to know the month more than anything else, as it has the most influence on the weather. The day, it'll change a little bit but it's not as important. The year is hardly important at all, as it's a pattern which stays the same from year to year.
As for measurement, it's based largely off of the human body, and thus was far easier than metric. The foot was based on the approximate size of a, well, foot. Probably the foot of the king before it got standardized, I'd guess. A yard is about the length of a single stride. An inch most likely was correlated with the measurement of a toe or thumb, if I were to guess. I've no idea on the mile, though. However, if you were to try and measure something without a ruler with metric, it'd be a good bit less inaccurate to the true value as metric is based on units of 10.
Metric is far better for anything scientifically based, however I find that the Imperial System is better for day to day living.
#97 - WoIverine (03/18/2014) [-]
I don't know if you care, but the nautical mile is different from a mile because a nautical mile is 1/60th of the 360 degrees of the earth.
User avatar #86 - drtrousersnake (03/18/2014) [-]
mile is a thousand paces of the roman army
#113 - I see this as Earth smiling down on us as if we were nothing t…  [+] (1 new reply) 03/18/2014 on Art with a strong message +5
#123 - anonymous (03/18/2014) [-]
and here I am wondering how many dicks she can fit in her mouth.
#31 - Here in the states the way he crossed is illegal. It can be tr… 03/18/2014 on ppl can be nice 0
#68 - Wait, Bleach is still going?  [+] (1 new reply) 03/18/2014 on Dem authors doe 0
#96 - lordumpalumpa (03/18/2014) [-]
Ye, but I would recommend you stop reading after the Aizen Arc, it is just not worth it...
#10 - source? 03/18/2014 on Something we can all enjoy 0
#87 - Alien Hand Syndrome is a mostly physiological issue, not entir… 03/18/2014 on Rare Mental Disorders 0
#82 - There are people out there who spends thousands of dollars for… 03/18/2014 on Body is a temple +1
#29 - The thrusting makes me eject my pussy batter all over his cerv…  [+] (2 new replies) 03/17/2014 on Butter 0
User avatar #30 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
Some girls are happy just to tune the tuna when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a 9-iron in my tuna canal and a gerbil up my poop chute. Inserting a gerbil into my cock holster got me ejecting minge monsoon faster than a greased weasel shit. If I don't tune the tuna to get my clunge gunge sliming from my oyster ditch, his spunk-filled spam rocket is going to leave my open-faced ham sandwich resembling a clown's pocket. The fucking makes me spit my pussy batter all over his purple-headed trouser snake. I awoke the next morning with my clam-flavoured pothole still dripping. I thought it was over but his love lollipop had other ideas.


It's repetitive.
Maiq is tired. Go bother someone else.
User avatar #33 - kotetsulovesfj (03/17/2014) [-]
Can I join?
After having my municipal cockwash slammed, he then proceeded to pound my turd cutter. The unrelenting orgasms from his master of ceremonies slamming my moose knuckle made me come so hard, I began sweating like a pregnant nun. The pounding makes me pour my clunge gunge all over his chorizo howitzer. I can't wait to gobble the ectoplasm from his stilton spear. My cod canyon was trembling like an epileptic at a Pink Floyd concert.
I particularly like the Pink Floyd bit
#27 - He pitched a giant corn-eyed butt snake on my twin peaks just …  [+] (4 new replies) 03/17/2014 on Butter 0
User avatar #28 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
Now, I've been shot over more times than Sarajevo, but the sight of his turgid terror truncheon made my minge mucus leak like Augustus Gloop at Willy Wonka's chocolate river. When he removed his giggle stick from my mud flap, he was pleasantly surprised to see a colon cobra staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to consume the toilet twinkie off his chubstep. Within no time, I could feel the shitty Da Vinci load leaching from my rusty bullet hole and all over my beef curtains. With my vertical smile now much like a darts team's goalkeeper, he thought it was time to start probing my poop chute. Is now the time to tell him I really need to ease a colon cobra, I wondered? Hours of plowing like this would leave any girl's flappy meal looking like a hippo's yawn, and I was no different!

Was 50 shades of Grey made by a texan?
#29 - ainise (03/17/2014) [-]
The thrusting makes me eject my pussy batter all over his cervix cigar. With his throbbing quim dagger raiding deep into my split peach, the sensation of his thrill drill smashing my cervix made me quake like jelly. Within no time, I could feel the shitty magician's wax draining from my black hole and all over my hairy goblet. He pitched a giant toilet twinkie on my rack just so he could devour it up like a pig at a trough. My kipper dinghy was trembling like Micheal J. Fox licking a car battery.

Yay, Michael J. Fox licking that car battery again.
User avatar #30 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
Some girls are happy just to tune the tuna when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a 9-iron in my tuna canal and a gerbil up my poop chute. Inserting a gerbil into my cock holster got me ejecting minge monsoon faster than a greased weasel shit. If I don't tune the tuna to get my clunge gunge sliming from my oyster ditch, his spunk-filled spam rocket is going to leave my open-faced ham sandwich resembling a clown's pocket. The fucking makes me spit my pussy batter all over his purple-headed trouser snake. I awoke the next morning with my clam-flavoured pothole still dripping. I thought it was over but his love lollipop had other ideas.


It's repetitive.
Maiq is tired. Go bother someone else.
User avatar #33 - kotetsulovesfj (03/17/2014) [-]
Can I join?
After having my municipal cockwash slammed, he then proceeded to pound my turd cutter. The unrelenting orgasms from his master of ceremonies slamming my moose knuckle made me come so hard, I began sweating like a pregnant nun. The pounding makes me pour my clunge gunge all over his chorizo howitzer. I can't wait to gobble the ectoplasm from his stilton spear. My cod canyon was trembling like an epileptic at a Pink Floyd concert.
I particularly like the Pink Floyd bit
#17 - I've had many of female friends over the years, and I've been … 03/17/2014 on (untitled) +1
#25 - He blasted a giant toilet twinkie on my love bubbles just so h…  [+] (6 new replies) 03/17/2014 on Butter 0
User avatar #26 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
The unrelenting orgasms from his thrill drill raiding my one slice toaster made me come so hard, I began sweating like Joseph Fritzel on Cribs. Within no time, I could feel the shitty cock custard foaming from my soft tight anus and all over my meaty hangers. By now, my clunge pool was frothing like Adele waiting for Greggs to open. When he removed his cervix cigar from my brown eye, he was pleasantly surprised to see a colon cobra staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to lap the colon cobra off his spam javelin. My cake hole was so full of throbbing quim dagger and man fat, the penis pudding was leaching down my chin and onto my chesticles.

New Dragonborn shout: Unrelenting orgasm.
FUS ROH CUM!
#27 - ainise (03/17/2014) [-]
He pitched a giant corn-eyed butt snake on my twin peaks just so he could consume it up like a hungry hungry hippo. The raiding makes me flood my flange custard all over his skin flute. My gaping clam cavern was trembling like a shitting dog. There was ectoplasm weeping from his cervix cigar and I was wetter than an otter's pocket. We were ready for more. Inserting a lightbulb into my slime hole got me spritzing clunge gunge faster than snot off a whip.

Corn-eyed butt snake attacks! This seems like a great time for your new shout!
User avatar #28 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
Now, I've been shot over more times than Sarajevo, but the sight of his turgid terror truncheon made my minge mucus leak like Augustus Gloop at Willy Wonka's chocolate river. When he removed his giggle stick from my mud flap, he was pleasantly surprised to see a colon cobra staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to consume the toilet twinkie off his chubstep. Within no time, I could feel the shitty Da Vinci load leaching from my rusty bullet hole and all over my beef curtains. With my vertical smile now much like a darts team's goalkeeper, he thought it was time to start probing my poop chute. Is now the time to tell him I really need to ease a colon cobra, I wondered? Hours of plowing like this would leave any girl's flappy meal looking like a hippo's yawn, and I was no different!

Was 50 shades of Grey made by a texan?
#29 - ainise (03/17/2014) [-]
The thrusting makes me eject my pussy batter all over his cervix cigar. With his throbbing quim dagger raiding deep into my split peach, the sensation of his thrill drill smashing my cervix made me quake like jelly. Within no time, I could feel the shitty magician's wax draining from my black hole and all over my hairy goblet. He pitched a giant toilet twinkie on my rack just so he could devour it up like a pig at a trough. My kipper dinghy was trembling like Micheal J. Fox licking a car battery.

Yay, Michael J. Fox licking that car battery again.
User avatar #30 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
Some girls are happy just to tune the tuna when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a 9-iron in my tuna canal and a gerbil up my poop chute. Inserting a gerbil into my cock holster got me ejecting minge monsoon faster than a greased weasel shit. If I don't tune the tuna to get my clunge gunge sliming from my oyster ditch, his spunk-filled spam rocket is going to leave my open-faced ham sandwich resembling a clown's pocket. The fucking makes me spit my pussy batter all over his purple-headed trouser snake. I awoke the next morning with my clam-flavoured pothole still dripping. I thought it was over but his love lollipop had other ideas.


It's repetitive.
Maiq is tired. Go bother someone else.
User avatar #33 - kotetsulovesfj (03/17/2014) [-]
Can I join?
After having my municipal cockwash slammed, he then proceeded to pound my turd cutter. The unrelenting orgasms from his master of ceremonies slamming my moose knuckle made me come so hard, I began sweating like a pregnant nun. The pounding makes me pour my clunge gunge all over his chorizo howitzer. I can't wait to gobble the ectoplasm from his stilton spear. My cod canyon was trembling like an epileptic at a Pink Floyd concert.
I particularly like the Pink Floyd bit
#22 - If I don't audition the finger puppets to get my minge mucus d…  [+] (8 new replies) 03/17/2014 on Butter 0
User avatar #23 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
“My fuck trench was trembling like Micheal J. Fox licking a car battery. It was bliss having his gristle missile plunged inside me again; stuffing my Quimcy, M.E. with a 15" spiked vibrator just didn't get my frilling pink golf bag spouting like it used to. When he removed his gristle missile from my tradesman's entrance, he was pleasantly surprised to see a toilet twinkie staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to chow down on the Mr. Hanky off his one-eyed monster. The pounding makes me flow my sex wee all over his huge penis. I awoke the next morning with my chamber of squelch still haemorrhaging. I thought it was over but his love lollipop had other ideas.
We need to go deeper.
#25 - ainise (03/17/2014) [-]
He blasted a giant toilet twinkie on my love bubbles just so he could gobble it up like a bulldog eating porridge. The slamming makes me spritz my sex wee all over his bald avenger. My furry cup was trembling like Muhammad Ali on a tumble dryer. There was baby gravy leaking from his tallywacker and I was wetter than an English summer. We were ready for more. If I don't fluff the muff to get my fallopian fish stock seeping from my ground zero grotto, his womb ferret is going to leave my roast beef platter resembling badly battered road kill.
I fucking lost it..Michael J Fox licking a car battery LOL
User avatar #26 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
The unrelenting orgasms from his thrill drill raiding my one slice toaster made me come so hard, I began sweating like Joseph Fritzel on Cribs. Within no time, I could feel the shitty cock custard foaming from my soft tight anus and all over my meaty hangers. By now, my clunge pool was frothing like Adele waiting for Greggs to open. When he removed his cervix cigar from my brown eye, he was pleasantly surprised to see a colon cobra staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to lap the colon cobra off his spam javelin. My cake hole was so full of throbbing quim dagger and man fat, the penis pudding was leaching down my chin and onto my chesticles.

New Dragonborn shout: Unrelenting orgasm.
FUS ROH CUM!
#27 - ainise (03/17/2014) [-]
He pitched a giant corn-eyed butt snake on my twin peaks just so he could consume it up like a hungry hungry hippo. The raiding makes me flood my flange custard all over his skin flute. My gaping clam cavern was trembling like a shitting dog. There was ectoplasm weeping from his cervix cigar and I was wetter than an otter's pocket. We were ready for more. Inserting a lightbulb into my slime hole got me spritzing clunge gunge faster than snot off a whip.

Corn-eyed butt snake attacks! This seems like a great time for your new shout!
User avatar #28 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
Now, I've been shot over more times than Sarajevo, but the sight of his turgid terror truncheon made my minge mucus leak like Augustus Gloop at Willy Wonka's chocolate river. When he removed his giggle stick from my mud flap, he was pleasantly surprised to see a colon cobra staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to consume the toilet twinkie off his chubstep. Within no time, I could feel the shitty Da Vinci load leaching from my rusty bullet hole and all over my beef curtains. With my vertical smile now much like a darts team's goalkeeper, he thought it was time to start probing my poop chute. Is now the time to tell him I really need to ease a colon cobra, I wondered? Hours of plowing like this would leave any girl's flappy meal looking like a hippo's yawn, and I was no different!

Was 50 shades of Grey made by a texan?
#29 - ainise (03/17/2014) [-]
The thrusting makes me eject my pussy batter all over his cervix cigar. With his throbbing quim dagger raiding deep into my split peach, the sensation of his thrill drill smashing my cervix made me quake like jelly. Within no time, I could feel the shitty magician's wax draining from my black hole and all over my hairy goblet. He pitched a giant toilet twinkie on my rack just so he could devour it up like a pig at a trough. My kipper dinghy was trembling like Micheal J. Fox licking a car battery.

Yay, Michael J. Fox licking that car battery again.
User avatar #30 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
Some girls are happy just to tune the tuna when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a 9-iron in my tuna canal and a gerbil up my poop chute. Inserting a gerbil into my cock holster got me ejecting minge monsoon faster than a greased weasel shit. If I don't tune the tuna to get my clunge gunge sliming from my oyster ditch, his spunk-filled spam rocket is going to leave my open-faced ham sandwich resembling a clown's pocket. The fucking makes me spit my pussy batter all over his purple-headed trouser snake. I awoke the next morning with my clam-flavoured pothole still dripping. I thought it was over but his love lollipop had other ideas.


It's repetitive.
Maiq is tired. Go bother someone else.
User avatar #33 - kotetsulovesfj (03/17/2014) [-]
Can I join?
After having my municipal cockwash slammed, he then proceeded to pound my turd cutter. The unrelenting orgasms from his master of ceremonies slamming my moose knuckle made me come so hard, I began sweating like a pregnant nun. The pounding makes me pour my clunge gunge all over his chorizo howitzer. I can't wait to gobble the ectoplasm from his stilton spear. My cod canyon was trembling like an epileptic at a Pink Floyd concert.
I particularly like the Pink Floyd bit
#20 - The slamming of my balloon knot was so vigorous, he soon found…  [+] (10 new replies) 03/17/2014 on Butter 0
User avatar #21 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
Leaving my panties sunny side up on the floor was the least of my worries as his blind butler stuffed deeper into my puckered brown eye. Within no time, I could feel the shitty magician's wax trickling from my shit winker and all over my panty hamster. He munched on my panty hamster, even though I'd been surfing the crimson tide for the best part of a week. My cake hole was so full of Ocean's 11 Inches and creamy load, the man fat was trickling down my chin and onto my boobage. The mixture of toilet twinkie and gentleman's relish in my poo pipe created the delicious rectoplasm that he was so fond of.
#22 - ainise (03/17/2014) [-]
If I don't audition the finger puppets to get my minge mucus draining from my cod crater, his skeleton king is going to leave my vertical smile resembling a hippo's yawn. He munched on my open-faced ham sandwich, even though I'd had the painters in for the best part of a week. There was love mayonnaise leaching from his master of ceremonies and I was wetter than a well diggers arse. We were ready for more. Some girls are happy just to tune the tuna when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a 9-iron in my tampon tunnel and an egg timer up my mud flap. After having my calamari cockring fucked, he then proceeded to slam my old dirt road.
User avatar #23 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
“My fuck trench was trembling like Micheal J. Fox licking a car battery. It was bliss having his gristle missile plunged inside me again; stuffing my Quimcy, M.E. with a 15" spiked vibrator just didn't get my frilling pink golf bag spouting like it used to. When he removed his gristle missile from my tradesman's entrance, he was pleasantly surprised to see a toilet twinkie staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to chow down on the Mr. Hanky off his one-eyed monster. The pounding makes me flow my sex wee all over his huge penis. I awoke the next morning with my chamber of squelch still haemorrhaging. I thought it was over but his love lollipop had other ideas.
We need to go deeper.
#25 - ainise (03/17/2014) [-]
He blasted a giant toilet twinkie on my love bubbles just so he could gobble it up like a bulldog eating porridge. The slamming makes me spritz my sex wee all over his bald avenger. My furry cup was trembling like Muhammad Ali on a tumble dryer. There was baby gravy leaking from his tallywacker and I was wetter than an English summer. We were ready for more. If I don't fluff the muff to get my fallopian fish stock seeping from my ground zero grotto, his womb ferret is going to leave my roast beef platter resembling badly battered road kill.
I fucking lost it..Michael J Fox licking a car battery LOL
User avatar #26 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
The unrelenting orgasms from his thrill drill raiding my one slice toaster made me come so hard, I began sweating like Joseph Fritzel on Cribs. Within no time, I could feel the shitty cock custard foaming from my soft tight anus and all over my meaty hangers. By now, my clunge pool was frothing like Adele waiting for Greggs to open. When he removed his cervix cigar from my brown eye, he was pleasantly surprised to see a colon cobra staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to lap the colon cobra off his spam javelin. My cake hole was so full of throbbing quim dagger and man fat, the penis pudding was leaching down my chin and onto my chesticles.

New Dragonborn shout: Unrelenting orgasm.
FUS ROH CUM!
#27 - ainise (03/17/2014) [-]
He pitched a giant corn-eyed butt snake on my twin peaks just so he could consume it up like a hungry hungry hippo. The raiding makes me flood my flange custard all over his skin flute. My gaping clam cavern was trembling like a shitting dog. There was ectoplasm weeping from his cervix cigar and I was wetter than an otter's pocket. We were ready for more. Inserting a lightbulb into my slime hole got me spritzing clunge gunge faster than snot off a whip.

Corn-eyed butt snake attacks! This seems like a great time for your new shout!
User avatar #28 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
Now, I've been shot over more times than Sarajevo, but the sight of his turgid terror truncheon made my minge mucus leak like Augustus Gloop at Willy Wonka's chocolate river. When he removed his giggle stick from my mud flap, he was pleasantly surprised to see a colon cobra staring back as him. He knew I couldn't wait to consume the toilet twinkie off his chubstep. Within no time, I could feel the shitty Da Vinci load leaching from my rusty bullet hole and all over my beef curtains. With my vertical smile now much like a darts team's goalkeeper, he thought it was time to start probing my poop chute. Is now the time to tell him I really need to ease a colon cobra, I wondered? Hours of plowing like this would leave any girl's flappy meal looking like a hippo's yawn, and I was no different!

Was 50 shades of Grey made by a texan?
#29 - ainise (03/17/2014) [-]
The thrusting makes me eject my pussy batter all over his cervix cigar. With his throbbing quim dagger raiding deep into my split peach, the sensation of his thrill drill smashing my cervix made me quake like jelly. Within no time, I could feel the shitty magician's wax draining from my black hole and all over my hairy goblet. He pitched a giant toilet twinkie on my rack just so he could devour it up like a pig at a trough. My kipper dinghy was trembling like Micheal J. Fox licking a car battery.

Yay, Michael J. Fox licking that car battery again.
User avatar #30 - dehnoobshow (03/17/2014) [-]
Some girls are happy just to tune the tuna when they're alone, but I can't get off without having a 9-iron in my tuna canal and a gerbil up my poop chute. Inserting a gerbil into my cock holster got me ejecting minge monsoon faster than a greased weasel shit. If I don't tune the tuna to get my clunge gunge sliming from my oyster ditch, his spunk-filled spam rocket is going to leave my open-faced ham sandwich resembling a clown's pocket. The fucking makes me spit my pussy batter all over his purple-headed trouser snake. I awoke the next morning with my clam-flavoured pothole still dripping. I thought it was over but his love lollipop had other ideas.


It's repetitive.
Maiq is tired. Go bother someone else.
User avatar #33 - kotetsulovesfj (03/17/2014) [-]
Can I join?
After having my municipal cockwash slammed, he then proceeded to pound my turd cutter. The unrelenting orgasms from his master of ceremonies slamming my moose knuckle made me come so hard, I began sweating like a pregnant nun. The pounding makes me pour my clunge gunge all over his chorizo howitzer. I can't wait to gobble the ectoplasm from his stilton spear. My cod canyon was trembling like an epileptic at a Pink Floyd concert.
I particularly like the Pink Floyd bit
#22 - What show is this?  [+] (1 new reply) 03/17/2014 on love this show 0
User avatar #23 - docillamanilla (03/17/2014) [-]
Bobs Burgers
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User avatar #1 - soundofwinter ONLINE (06/20/2014) [-]
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