You might say that the folks over at PeeSearch.net are some pretty disgusting individuals with their love of drinking and wallowing in piss and all, and I would be inclined to agree. Now, I could say that I'm not a judgemental person, but that would be a huge fucking lie. You people are sick.
I give this hotel a 5 out of 5 on peefriendlyhotels.com!
Maybe next time you won't save your shit in a folder on your desktop labeled "Not Sick Fetish Files"
The only downside to this is when my fucking mom decides to wash my t-shirt that's covered with a total stranger's piss. She just doesn't understand I guess.
This guy is like the Dr. Seuss of the piss fetish world.
The singer dove off the stage and crowd surfed in a sort of reverse funeral procession where the person being carried is the only one truly alive. Touching him I felt religious ecstasy and started speaking in tongues and requesting songs that didn't exist.
There's no easy way to put this, so I'll tell it like it is. Bouillon is died. He went missing before the weekend and yesterday I found his skeletonized remains at the bottom of the #3 soup vat during one of my swims. I thought the cream of mushroom soup had an especially nourishing taste, and a lot more clumps of fur and skin than usual.
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