Nothing will ever top Yung Washcloth.

This one should rank high

Seems about right.

Sure. I’ll be standing here. (Laughing in glee when you get called out.)

This woman is a true hero. I should celebrate by sending her pictures of my genitals, right?

Taternut pancakes!

Hrrmmmm? Is there a Rube Goldberg device involved?

Honesty. And Gold Bond.

That was truly beautiful.

With the passage of time and the absence of handstands, the clapper eventually extends past the lower edge of the bell and jostles pointlessly against the inner calf, the clanging relegated forevermore to the faintest melody in the hazy pipe dreams of yore.

Yuuuuup. I always get aggressive and put on too much. Its a good burn. And then ice cold.

i believe if you are male it would be “neutered”. “spayed” refers to a female :)

Right?! I’ve asked my boyfriend about this a few times and he’s like “Well, I’m used to it! That’s why we’re always adjusting them.” Lol

Lots of medicated goldbond.

Oh stop with the TBF. BTW, THANK YOU for spelling it out. I am loving you (despite the weird wrinkly parts that reduce your speed) and will keep following [stalking] you.

As an adult woman who’s been face-to-face with her fair share of bits n’ pieces, I'm not ashamed to admit I really know nothing about how any of this stuff works.

My husband can tell if he has a fever or not by his testicles. Can you all do this?

If referring to a racing bicycle (think Tour de France), the shorts form a pyramid leaning on the handle bars. Everything kinda just rests there, in that void, assuming your shorts are the right size.

Wouldn’t the teams you beat have been worse?