I think that subject should change it's just un-called for. If you get what i mean!
I agree. I'm going to do the honors:
So, today I was taking a shower, and I reached down south to give my bits and pieces a bit of a wash. Next thing I know, my finger is aimlessly wandering around the back door, and it started to intrude into my no-fly zone, if you catch my drift. Funny thing is, I enjoyed it.
"Somebody told me when the bomb hits, everybody in a two mile radius will be instantly sublimated, but if you lay face down on the ground for some time, avoiding the residual ripples of heat, you might survive, permanently fucked up and twisted like you're always underwater refracted. But if you do go gas, there's nothing you can do if the air that was once you is mingled and mashed with the kicked up molecules of the enemy's former body. Big-kid-tested, motherf--ker approved."
