It was oiled up, so not much sound comming from there, except the occasional “shlup, shlup”… my mom was kinda weird though, she kept moaning our dog’s name for some reason 🤔.
I’m pretty sure the band had an actual name, I’ve suppressed the hundreds of hours of bullshit skits and bad cover songs I had to listen to when I worked there so I can’t remember what they were called but I remember all their names .
Left to right: Charles, Helen, Munch, Jasper, Pasquale.
Poor baby. Those are booty pants too. They are supposed to hug your butt and make it look big. My wife and I saw a lady getting on a plane with them on. We pointed and giggled while she secretly ordered a pair.
I’ll tell you what not to put in there: Christmas decorations. They break easy and it can cause a mess. Don’t want to pollute all of Uranus’ non-solid core with glass shards.
See it even sounds sexual when I clearly make it about the planet
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