Blasphemer!
Blasphemer!
We are Devo.
I prefer your version for the exact reason you cited, but the more I think about it (and I guess I have already done too much of that on the topic), using pu$$y doesn't make a lot of sense (even if we aren't trying to be gender neutral) if we are to assume pu$$y equals "vagina" since that would mean we are actually…
Or you can go with the gender-neutral "fat upper pubic area" if you are so inclined.
Unless you were looking for a non-slave version, you could also have this one, which has been out for a while:
What you do with that information is what can make it weird.
I believe second cousins share the same great-grandparents.
Correct.
How did E.T. beat Blade Runner in 1982?!
Hot dog, we have a weiner!
I think the sounds were borrowed from Mother in Alien.
Replace the name "Mike Trout" with "Grady Sizemore" and you can make a Cleveland fan a little sad (and also glad they didn't sign him to a 12-year contract).
I had a relative roll a riding mower while trying to cut the grass on a hill. At some point, the mower did roll over his body, which cut up his chest pretty bad. I supposed if the mower had rolled over his groin....
I almost did the ceiling fan thing with my newborn nephew. I still wake up sweaty from that one a few times a year.
Rebecca Martinson
He looked pressed gassed at the end. He jogged the last twenty-five yards...
You promised it would not hurt.
Don't touch that button, you fool!
Once again, let there be light.