He plummeted his man meat deep in my turd cutter and pounded my lower intestine like a janitor plunging a clogged drain. It was a relentless rearrangement to my bowels like no other. While I expected his deep stroking would render me with a tattered pink sleeve, the finish was far more brutal. He unloaded his man curd and I quickly grabbed my hand mirror to admire his finish. To my dismay, there flapping in all its glory was my tattered pink sheet. He called me a whore and left me trying to push it back in.

Oh man that dude pounded my ass all night last night and left me with a tattered pink sleeve.

I may need some stitches in my tattered pink sleeve. Will you run me to the ER?

My tattered pink sleeve simply couldn’t take any more of my uncle’s pounding.

That bitch had a tatter twat, so I had to use ketchup when we went to eat out

1) My tattered rags are caught on your coffee table.
2) Oh sheezy! My tattered rags are gone! Where will I live?

Chris: "Ugh I hate you. You are so annoying."

Remzson : Geez, who tattered your tots?

Roy made a funny joke and then Bernard said “titter tatter pass me fags round”