SantiCazorla
SantiCazorla
SantiCazorla

Besides, I don't see race.

In the back of a moving hearse.

Haha! This sounds like a dirty and sacriligous version of Clue, which I could totally get behind

my friend, at a wedding, got completely obliterated and he and this bridesmaid snuck up on a balcony overlooking the hotel somehow and were at it full doggy-style until they heard the applause below from the wedding. Both were too drunk to care and they finished anyway.

My first husband lost his virginity at a church lock in, with the preacher's daughter, in the baptistry.

the dough preparation area is a sacred place! i am disappointed in you.

I was interning in DC after my sophomore year of college, and my "ex-boyfriend" who had just graduated came up "just for a visit" yeah right it was for sexytimes. So after the initial night of awkward subtext and are-we-gonna-have-sex-YES-WE-ARE-HAVING-SEX-but-really-quietly-because-of-roommate, we decided the next

I was taking a walk with this girl I had a crush on late at night and we walked by my old elementary school. It was locked up but we somehow got in and played on the swings and jungle gym in the playground. There was a couple of those big monster truck tires half buried in the wood chips so we crawled into one to see

Feet are one of those things I never get the disgust for.

You think THAT'S gross? Imagine being the 3rd guy.

Theirs or ours, the three men?

Well, I mean I guess it's good that they were taking turns, right? At least they were polite about it.

My brother's in the military and he says it's unfortunately common over there. Sheep, donkeys, you name it, it's been fucked by a wandering Afghan guy. At one point, there was a drunken discussion and the afghan translators were complaining to my brother's (platoon? Working group? I don't remember.) that western men

Ey McCloud! Get offa my ewe!

The category was "grossest", no mention of "funny". I think this qualifies. It's pretty freaking gross.

Oh for fuck's sake. Sheep and children are not the same thing.

Dreadfully wrong you are.

One time I was at a house party. Everyone was drinking and there were drinks EVERYWHERE. I picked up what I thought was my 40 (it was 1998, don't judge me) and took a big swig. But it was not my beverage. It was the loogey bottle. I promptly spit it all over my friends living room, but managed to not fucking puke.

Three men in the middle of a field in Afghanistan taking turns fucking a sheep.

OH FUCK.