B: I see the flower but I wonder, can it see me?
M: Running naked backwards in a corn field is likely to end my anal virginity.
B: I hear you scratching but I really just dont care. Your shit does too stink...
M: Masturbating with 1 liter plastic products is not recommended.
B: Who drew a picture of their intestines all over my schematic?
M: You don't have to bend over to get my attention, I'll give it to you just the same.
B: After a month at the post office, you arent nearly as skunky as I thought you would be.
M: Normally, Catholic priests should not be asking for swimsuit photo auditions.
B: I shall gladly work for the Tool King; but only if he calls me the Duchess of Spackle.
M: My hair stylist, like my hair, finally recommended not coming back.
B: After 7 years I have finally worn away the crotch in my underwear: homemade crotchless panties!
M: The reference to Beef-A-Roni in 1992 was my only attempt to be famous.
B: The brain is empty.
CARRY ON by COUNTRY DEATH
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