It had become way too common a theme in Michael Vick's life...
"WHO LET THE DOGS OUT??"
It was 4th down. Fido just wasn't doing his job. Neither was Fluffy. Spuds was already out with an injured leg. Obviously, these were dogs and not men - none of them was prepared for the battle on the field.
Mike took out his Lassie-blaster and took care of business...
Term for your dick if it's capable of blasting over 30 gallons of semen at over 300 mph during ejaculation. Can also be used as a defense mechanism.
During sex with my girl, I accidentally used my peepee blaster and now she's stuck to the ceiling, dead. It's been a week and she hasn't fallen down yet.
I was walking down a dark alley when I got robbed. Little did he know that I had my peepee blaster on full charge.