In my experience, the stiffening up and grabbing of hoses typically happens before the spooosshhing.
You know, there are some days where you find a picture that is so beyond the pale that it seems like anything you could say about it would only detract from its magnificence.
I thought I knew what a “bear” was in sexual parlance.
Apparently I was gravely misinformed.
I was going to make some sort of forcible penetration with a foreign object joke here, but even if we put aside the wisecracks, we’re still left with Batman stabbing the Joker in the ass with a red-hot spear.
That’s kind of fucked up, man.
A friend of mine posted this on my Facebook wall last week.
He’s dead now.
For completely unrelated reasons, as far as anyone is concerned.