would you rather have nipples surrounding your anus, or nipples instead of teeth
I think nipples around my anus sounds better, I really don’t think that would change a whole lot except it would look really weird and would make my poops very sensual. I enjoy being able to eat solid food so having nipple teeth wouldn’t really be an option.
You're fucking hilarious. I always wind up reblogging your stuff. Just thought I'd say hello. How has your day been? What is your morning ritual like? How many ducks do you have to slaughter on your way to the toilet? How many STDs have you had at most (in Fable)? And lastly, is it gay if the balls touch?
Thanks. Hello. I just woke up so my day hasn’t really been anything yet. My usual morning ritual is I wake up, put on some sort of clothing, urinate, do some tumbling, cook six scrambled eggs and a bagel, and watch something while eating. Whose Line is it Anyway at the moment.
No ducks but around 100 duck sized horses seem to find their way into my house everyday.
I don’t recall the exact number of Fable STDs I’ve had but I’d put it somewhere around 10-15.
apology for poor english! when were you when heat legend from dark knight dies? i was sat at home drinking brain fluid when fred ring. 'heat is die' 'no' and you?????????????
So after some detective work decoding this I’ve come up with heat legend means Heath Ledger. I hope brain fluid doesn’t mean brain fluid and there’s no way your English is that bad if you have a friend named Fred, unless it’s because of drinking the brain fluid.
So to answer your question “when I were” when he died was January 22, 2008. If you were asking where I have no idea.
When you lay in bed at night and start to ponder the existence of our human life, and where this is all leading, what's the main subject you begin to think upon? Is this an eerie feeling to you, or more of a curious longing?
Why are we here, what is my purpose in life, and why do the people of tumblr care what my opinion is on anything? These are very eerie questions that I ponder.
Have you ever really pushed hard to move a fart out and it felt like a hot dog slid out your butt and so you thought "oh gosh, I definitely sharted somethin." and then you tell that hot girl "be right back, babe!" and you go to bathroom to check and your butt is completely clean? Paranormal shartivity??
Short answer, no I have not. On a side note I’ve also never thought “oh gosh” to myself either.
Hot girl? Come on man…I’m answering tumblr questions on a Friday night.
imagine you suffered a condition. a health condition that made your skin peel off, completely and intact in one large piece. to remove it you would pull from the back of your neck like they do in scooby-doo. would you use the large collection of skins that you had been collecting from a young age to decorate your first born child's bedroom like a unique type of wall paper? or slice the skin into thin strips and serve it up like bacon without telling the homeless people that it's actually you?
Although my skin is very nice so I would make an awesome wallpaper I think I’d feed myself to the homeless. It’s always nice to help those less fortunate and it would also kind of make me like Jesus but with people bacon instead of bread.