Mom: Son, do you have something to tell me?
Son: What are you talking about?
Mom: You're a pillow biter.
Son: How did you know!?
Mom: I saw the bite marks on your pillow.
Son: Oh.... Sally's preagnant.
Mom: WHAT!?
I walked into the back bedroom at grimeys party last weekend and saw tex biting a pillow. Man he was getting a good ass pounding I wonder if he's still walking a little slow.