I am put on a conveyer belt. I am packaged. I am shipped. I am unloaded along with 20 of my brothers. I hang there as one by one my brothers disappear. I am bought. I am hastily rolled on and inserted. I am done. I have a simple job. I maintain freedom by prevent life and love. I screw up on the job. I am found out two weeks later.
for school i was asked to write a poem about where i was from...
Whaaaa? I am SOOOOO Confused. I think i might need you to explain to me the birds and the bees. ( Nice right?)
tis about a condom
*blinks and re-reads it* Very Niiiice. I see. I just need to be a TAD bit more perverted. Bwahahahahaha
you know it's true... I asked my friend Ashlyn to explain it to me. All she said was "Desi it's a muffin." I didn't get it.