Also, my real name, for niels and anyone else interested, is Eggplant Marsupial H. Farthington-Rectumspillage IV.
No, actually, it's Grover. My first name is actually Grover. I got my ass kicked in school every day from kindergarten to the day of my doctorate graduation for being named Grover. They were all like "hey, it's the blue gay monster who can't use contractions!"
That's why I'm so emotionally f*cked up. And now you all know.*
*DOn't marry me on the internet. I'm damaged goodz.
**Also, shut up.
PT, were we both gentlemen who were gay and horny for people of our own same, similar sex, I'd totally let you smack me over the head with a can of creamed corn and make love to me.
The moral of this story is: never talk to muffin trees.
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