A few months ago I ate horse sashimi in hida Japan, I’d like to think those horses got to have a fun airplane ride to get there like I did
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A few months ago I ate horse sashimi in hida Japan, I’d like to think those horses got to have a fun airplane ride to get there like I did
My great grandmother’s Danish step aunt used to buy sticks of RAM for her husband every Valentine’s Day, she would ram them into his ass but they would just break and it was a total waste of money. Five years ago she passed away because she didn’t know you’re supposed to huff jenkem and drank the bottle, they held the funeral at an Arby’s in Texas and placed bottles of jenkem all over the place and the staff were pretty upset. Thankfully it’s Arby’s so there weren’t any other customers.
Every year on Valentine’s Day my neighbor’s husband has been asking to borrow some bike chain lubricant, I know he uses it as lube to masturbate but I don’t mind because everyone needs a little love on Valentine’s Day.
This all changed 2 Valentine’s days ago when he started asking for treadmill lubricant and I told him I don’t have a treadmill but he insisted I give him treadmill lubricant, he held a machete to my throat and told me to drive to the nearest gym and break into the maintenance closet to get some of that sweet sweet treadmill lube. Well I refused and he killed me, I spent 4 days getting my head sewn back on by an army vet that happened to be at the gym so I was very thankful.
Since then, every Valentine’s Day I squirt a little bit of treadmill lubricant on my neck scars in his honour.
Ten seconds is too generous