Foreskin advocacy has reached a new low.
I have an even better idea. I've gotten great results by slamming my dick in the car door. I've got my foreskin back and then some!
This guy is the circumcised Walt Whitman.
I hate haiku and won't even write one ironically. Real men write sonnets.
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THE NEXT PAGE REALLY ISN'T WORKSAFE OR HOMESAFE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.
Are you concerned that you may be a character trapped in a Tom Waits song? Be smart and learn the warning signs before it's too late. Also, it's too late. It has always been too late.
I'm haunted by a recurring vision of a skeleton flipping me off. To avoid seeing this terrifying image in bumper sticker form, I pay someone with a blank bumper to drive in front of me at all times.
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