Did you ever have one of those days where you wished you were a Japanese kamikaze pilot? Even if your mission failed, you'd still get to go home and score some Asian tail. It would be better than self-immolation as a monk because even if you didn't reduce yourself to a charred corpse, you'd probably be celibate and couldn't hook it up with a young, nubile Buddhist kitten anyway. And you'd likely have some second- or third-degree burns on your cock.
Not sure about the link between suicide and sex presented above. Don't know if people run right out and get laid after they've had their stomachs pumped or wrists stitched. There's probably no direct connection whatsoever. Unless you're a gasper like Michael Hutchence.
No disrespect.
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