After a man shaves his never-regions and leaves prickly stubble, his cock and balls temporarily resembles a skin coloured cactus, thus becoming a cocktus.
Hey Jenny, how did it go with Iain last night, did he give you a night to remember?
He sure did! I think he shaved his pubes a few days ago because it felt like he shoved a cactus up my vag! It’s was so fucking prickly, and now it’s sooo itchy down there...
Ohh dammmn Jenny! Iain stuck you with his cocktus, we all been there! Get some Sudocrem on that shit!
A giant cock, too large and powerful to be called Cockzilla. It is the Cock of Cocks.
Last night that bitch I was with almost knocked herself out cold when she had her head too close to my balls as Cocktimus Prime was transforming. Dumb bitch, so I used Cocktimus Prime's main weapon, the baseball bat swing, and knocked her skank ass out anyway. All hail Cocktimus Prime.
Robin: So what was it, a cockroach or a mouse?
Lily: It was a cockamouse!
Robin: What?
Lily: It's some sort of mutant combination of the two.
It's as if a cockroach and a mouse, you know...
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my real birthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."