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DINK-C
One of the biggest problems in the gay community (besides the Silent but Deadly “killer of millions”) is their lack of vitamin C. In short, they refuse to take it into their bodies. In Latin America, however, authorities in the health departments have devised a way of tricking los homos with a penis-shaped powder. It can be mixed into a gay’s cosmo or you can lay him on his back, stick his legs in the air, and slowly insert the package into his lubricated bottom.
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BITE ME BISCUITS
Once reserved for 17th-century British prostitutes, “Bite me biscuits” has become a lot more than the “Kiss my grits” of Merry Olde England. Now it’s a cylindrical package that farts when you put it in the bathroom (just kidding, it cries).
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SHOVE-THE-DOVE T.P.
When Skrewdriver put out the hit single “Shove the Dove,” with the chorus “You can talk about a thing called love, / While the bombs rain down from above, / You can talk about a thing called love, / And you can shove that fucking dove up your arse,” a lot of hippies felt the need to fight back. Of course, hippies are wimps, so the best they could do was some “empowering toilet paper” that let them pretend it was their idea in the first place.
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NOD NOD COSMETICS
Unlike crackheads, junkies have amazing skin. Some say it’s because they don’t obsessively pick their scabs like crackheads do. Others think it’s the way heroin pickles your body and prevents you from aging (until you quit and all those years come crashing back in ten days of superaging). Few know that heroin skin is really all about an affordable brand of cotton balls that all junkies use as they drift away to drowsersville.
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