Originally Posted by mojopinuk

It was always marker on the face for me in my teenage days. Nothing quite like waking up in the morning in a friends house, chugging some coffee or whatever liquid happens to be closest, stumbling half asleep outside to wait 10 minutes for the crowded bus full of people going to work, getting home 10 minutes later, walking up the stairs just to THEN catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and realise you have "COCK" written across your forehead.

Originally Posted by butthead aka 216

i havent i refuse to in fact. it triggers my ptsd from yrs ago when i thought my ex's anal beads were those edible candy necklaces

Originally Posted by Dr. Rez

Keep it in your pants scottie.