What the shit, science people? I want peace of mind. I want a clean, yet morally disgusting, dick. I want a kid-free environment. Where's my hocus-pocus condom? Because let me tell you what, if some rando at the bar and I go home and she's all like "Don't worry, I got this. I just put in one of those magic condoms, we're all good. (Brings her voice down to a whisper) So blow it inside me." The only thing I'm blowing inside her is a fart in her goddamn mouth because I've seen people get burned before by the old "trust me, I'm on the pill" gag and the results are not hilarious.
Categories: {categories}Life
Tags: condoms, sex, stds
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