*blue balls not included.
Oh, how could I neglect you? I completely and penisly forgot about Penis Tuesday. Penis.
Sorry, I’ve been busy with my own…
Take THAT, John Holmes!
Uh, I already have one out of two of the items pictured here (you are wishing and hoping it’s the sequined penis, I know). Times like these I wish I were Private Dancer. I would totally waltz around in this on Halloween. Oh, PDs don’t waltz? Huh.
- pic from failblog, obvs.
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And of MY boyfriend. His blue balls started this mess.
