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Pause Ponder and Pun #90

I don't know.

Unless this guy's hangin' with dufus?

Go for it.

Comments

Skeeter said…
Ethipoian sex party gone horribly wrong!
skeeter said…
How many queers with blocks on their head does it take to have sex with a guy,"suspension bridge style"? We dont know, didn't have enough queers with blocks on their head!
Skeeter said…
The Ethiopian equivalent to, a hanging?
Madge said…
The firs meeting of "The Loyal Ordernof Oddfellows" will now commence.
Madge said…
I dont't know I don't think this recipe translated from English very well
Masticate the cucumber, place chees on head, toast marshmallow and swing on body. Something isn't right.
Cheryl P. said…
While the fraternity Watta Dumma Fukka had been repeatedly warned about hazing, the chapter is now facing suspension due to a hazing incident involving cucumbers and bras.
Nicky said…
Sigh. I said "Hold the pickle".
Cheryl P. said…
I double dog dare you to....
Cheryl P. said…
Cute girly bras $20.00, Cucumbers $1.50, Winning a bet with my dumb ass brother-in-laws, PRICELESS
moooooog35 said…
Jump rope: You're doing it wrong.
moooooog35 said…
Finding shit like this on the hard drive is why I stopped using my dad's computer.
SP said…
I never liked cross-dressed food.
Mikewj said…
I was Googling "Men with vegetables in their mouths" -- don't ask why -- and it brought me here. Weird.
Mikewj said…
James suddenly realized that his worst fears about being sentenced to prison were about to come true.
Mike said…
What birthday could ever be complete without the bumps. And face dildos.
00dozo said…
I don't think that's what the Pillsbury Doughboy had in mind for his African Black-Banana Strudel.

(really, I've got nuthin' this week)

;-)
Boom Boom Larew said…
Are those cucumbers in your mouths or are you just glad to see me?
00dozo said…
(Oh, wait ...I got another:)

The actual "reward" of the Nigerian spam scams.

(I gotta tell ya - this is one tough banana this week)

;-)
quirkyloon said…
Remember this old jump rope rhyme?

Pebbles in your hand
Pebbles in your shoe.
Pebbles in your pocket
How many have you?
One, two, three, etc.

But now it's

Pickles on your tummy
Pickles smell up shoes
Pickles in your mouthies
How many have you?
One, tow, three, etc.
Mind of a Madman said…
Very lovely and beautiful photo. Thanks for sharing!


Sincerely,
The Face Humper Organization
Cheryl P. said…
One more thought...

(this is sung to the tune of "Swing low, Sweet Chariot".

Swing Low, Weird Idi-ot
We're goin' to carry you home

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