*blue balls not included.
Thanks for The Modern Gal for this gem. Twitter turns anonymous postings into something about the penis. I can now entertain myself all day! In fact, I think I will, with some all-things-penis from my own tweets:
| loves when it’s cottage cheese and penis bars for lunch. | |
| started with “Space Dogs” by Tori Amos. Nice. Now I started my morning with a penis trip LOL. | |
| Oh penis! Never mind, there it is! | |
| WTF? Cheaters isn’t on… I hate when the change late-night penis. | |
| seriously how can I *still* be penis. Gawd. | |
| loves penis. This PBS special about penis is fantastic! Oh, and i’m sick again. | |
| I hate being in places w nobody w penis. | |
| Gasolina, crookers remix might be the best ‘get ready’ song. Yeah i love penis! | |
| the s is for super and the u is for unique, the p is for penis, and you know that we are freaks… | |
| Now we’re talking: Ace of Base “”It’s a Beautiful Penis!” | |
| Todd Rundgren- “Can We Still Be Friends?” interesting first song penis of the morning. | |
| thinks sometimes my life feels akin to a bad penis. WTF with the cat in heat outside my window at midnight. | |
| Shit. I totally have a patch of poison penis from labor day wknd. Damn it. | |
| yeah! Not sick anymore! Ready for football penis! | |
| Ok just watched the last 15 min of ghost whisperer w my hands over my penis. Woah. | |
| I need a magnum… Or a penis bag. 45 gallon. |
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And of MY boyfriend. His blue balls started this mess.
