While recieving fellatio, the reciever either jams his cock to the back of the giver's throat before ejaculation, or the giver willing engulfs the mass of meat to fill the back of her throat. The result is that the penis head touches the tonsils at the back her throat while climaxing, leaving a thick coating of DNA on her tonsils. It is important that she not throw up despite her gag reflex, because then it would cease at being the Tasmanian Tonsil Tickler and become the Italian Bistro. Probably the greatest sign of affection one's lover can show.
Mary asked me if I loved her, so I gave her the Tasmanian Tonsil Tickler so that she would know my true feelings for her.
when your girl horny as fuck she gives you head but not just any head the best head of your life
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As your giving it to your woman from behind, you reach around front and shove your finger deep into her throat, causing her to begin vomitting, thereby causing her muscles to contract and clamp down on your crank.
I was hitting it hard last night, but something was still missing. So I decided to give her a good ol' Tallahasee Tonsel-Tickler!
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."
A)
The Crud that collects under the keys in a keyboard. Usually more severe in the keyboards of programmers and webmasters as they tend to spend a lot of time at the the computer and thus eat at their desk. Mainly affecting IBM Model M (clicly) style boards.
B)
Can also be used to gross out Non-Techie people
A)
Bill: want to go to the club?
Bob: No, I've got to clean out my board chow, keys are starting to stick.
B)
Bill: Want to go out to get a bite?
Bob: No, i am just going to have some of my board chow/
Bill: Whats' that?
Bob: The food scraps that collect in my keyboard; Want some?
Bill: *GAG* *HURL* *GAG*