by james3257 December 04, 2010
With the precision of a neurosurgeon and the stamina of a marathon runner, they can turn the smallest inconvenience into a grand saga worthy of an epic novel. Her complaints are like a symphony of dissatisfaction, complete with crescendos of eye-rolls and arias of exasperated sighs. If whining were an Olympic event, would be on the Wheaties box. Loves a good Romp in the anos! has a linger scent of defecate that will catch you off-guard and stings all orifices
Man see that dude over there, Yeah what about him, Hell of a PooGene and fuck you can smell it from here
by Possomsocks February 22, 2024