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How can I tell my girlfriend her **** are too saggy? Jesus christ she even wears a bra and stuff but seriously they hang down to next week. I'll probably break up with her if this isn't resolved. | | If that would be grounds to break up, then you should go ahead & do it before she leaves you because your dick is too small. | I have no knowledge of dogs need help please? i picked up an abused stray that was hanging around my shop the last couple days and she appears to already have pups cause her **** r very saggy n her owner dumped her off around the shop and kept pups and she has been starved she is litterally skin n bones. so most important is her eating and not getting rid of her milk (that her pups should be drinking) is that gonna kill her or is there something i can give her or have done to save her? then is me over feeding her to get meat on her bones gonna hurt her more than help her? | Whoa here. Slow down.
The first thing you need to do is call animal control and report that you found this dog. The dog may actually belong to someone and is in such bad shape because she's been lost. If you actually witnessed someone dump the dog, then this needs to be reported as well as it's a crime.
Yes, you can harm her by overfeeding her. The dog needs to go to a vet to see what kind of condition she is in and what needs to happen. Usually, it's going to be an IV and small meals spaced throughout the day. If you overfeed her, she could EASILY bloat, which leads to a rapid and painful death.
If you are not planning on keeping this dog, then she needs to go to the local shelter or you need to find a rescue group that can take her and rehab her. Animal Control can take her to a shelter or www.petfinder.com can give you names of rescue groups that you can start contacting. You also have the option of bringing her to your local shelter.
If she is literally skin & bones, then she needs to get to a vet and get nutrition immediately. If you can't get an immediate response from a rescue group, then you need to take responsibility for the dog and get her to a shelter or to a vet. | How can I improve this poem I wrote to honor myself? c/c? Mr. Homely
I am the homeliest of men,
The ladies smirk, then laugh again.
I'm saggy, baggy, dull and dark;
I flirt with boys down at the park.
It makes them tremble deep within;
I spread their cheeks and thrust it in.
If truth be told, I’ve got some fleas,
A gut that hangs below my knees -
A wiener that unbidden pees
Its one eye thinking, “Hes are shes.”
My appetite for pleasures rare
Makes me wear women’s underwear.
I’m Liberace come to life,
I took my paperboy as wife.
I have a schlong that only pees;
Who else has body parts like these?
Whenever I walk through a door,
They all think, “Worthless tit and boor.”
I, putrid, make their stomachs churn
You’d think they’d close their eyes and learn
If they were boys they’d have their turn,
Their gerbils, shocked, would not return.
I have my slouching, low-slung ways
Of making love to lonely gays.
My skin is wrinkled, sagging breasts,
So pendulous with which I’m blessed.
My shriveled member, small and brown
Is thought the best in Provincetown.
My life is failure, excrement
The folks on Yahoo know the scent
I wish that I were better hung
And that my ‘friend’ were cleansed of dung,
I even have some on my tongue,
It’s known to all I lurk among.
I tell them I am soon to die;
They smile and groan a grateful sigh. | | omg ahahahahahahahahahaha! that was excellent! seriously don't change a thing I just about died laughing :') | What do you think of my poem about a latter day grunt? (written from his perspective)? Mr. Homely
I am the homeliest of men,
The ladies smirk, then laugh again.
I'm saggy, baggy, dull and dark;
I flirt with boys down at the park.
It makes them tremble deep within;
I spread their cheeks and thrust it in.
If truth be told, I’ve got some fleas,
A gut that hangs below my knees -
A wiener that unbidden pees
Its one eye thinking, “Hes are shes.”
My appetite for pleasures rare
Makes me wear women’s underwear.
I’m Liberace come to life,
I took my paperboy as wife.
I have a schlong that only pees;
Who else has body parts like these?
Whenever I walk through a door,
They all think, “Worthless tit and boor.”
I, putrid, make their stomachs churn
You’d think they’d close their eyes and learn
If they were boys they’d have their turn,
Their gerbils, shocked, would not return.
I have my slouching, low-slung ways
Of making love to lonely gays.
My skin is wrinkled, sagging breasts,
So pendulous with which I’m blessed.
My shriveled member, small and brown
Is thought the best in Provincetown.
My life is failure, excrement
The folks on Yahoo know the scent
I wish that I were better hung
And that my ‘friend’ were cleansed of dung,
I even have some on my tongue,
It’s known to all I lurk among.
I tell them I am soon to die;
They smile and groan a grateful sigh. | | One word: LoL. |
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