Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Fact of Life

This is your girlfriend, telling everyone she knows how long your penis is. She does this every time you leave the room. Every time.

14 comments:

hillhunt said...

Beyonce's nail extensions were getting downright perverse. But no-one dared say so...

hillhunt said...

"Are you sure that that's what Sister Michael meant when she asked the sixth-form to show the world just how deep a Convent girl could be?"

Anonymous said...

...And this Toblerone to the first girl who can successfully pass the oral exam.

Jack Lambchop said...

"Jesus, I MUST be stoned. Not only does that map of the world make NO sense, but I can see bugs crawling up this spliff ..."

Neil said...

"I love it when a plan comes together" said Hannibal, taking a puff of his giant cigar. "Good work on these schoolgirl disguises, Face."

"I'm not, Face. That's Face. Fool."

Jon said...

"Fetch!"

busterp said...

"Hey eyeless Ethel. How many rulers am I holding up?"

Baggypants said...

Holding "The Book of the Secrets of the Sisterhood", Elsbeth was "Knighted"

Ted Maul said...

The girls laughed and frollicked, none of them noticed that Edna, or Mrs Magoo as the girls called her, had decapitated Mary and was holding her head aloft as a trophy

trix b said...

...and for the record, she isn't measuring from the top end of the ruler.

Webs said...

First off, that's a map of the Irish Sea, not of the world.

Second:

"Well, class, it looks like Miss Emily has manged to establish a new Saint John's Preperatory School for Young Ladies deep-throat record!"

Anonymous said...

"Black men girls!!! Oh my fucking god!!! Black men !!!!"

Jacobmarley said...

After several abortive attempts, Agnes had finally successfully stopped time with her warping device.

"At last! Now they'll regret every time they called me speccy-foureyes.

And as for you Geraldine, - queen bitch, your rectum is about to find out how amusing that ruler actually is."

Craig! said...

The initiations rites to The Sisterhood of Interminable Rectum Trauma were never pleasant, but they all knew what they were getting into. All except Blind Meredith anyway; she got lost on the way to her computer, no doubt to have more erotic Bleach slashfic read to her by the built-in speech synthesizer.
In a way, this was karma.