the peen pants by designer isabel mastache. when i get married, i’m going to proudly stand at the altar with these. of course, the groomsmen will have matching (smaller) peen pants. … oh, and i guess i’ve got my outfit for the espys, too.
thoughts from a mind that generates strange ones. if you don't find them funny, i hear there's a hilarious blog on the "al jazeera" website. if you discover humor here, share it. construct a community of comedy. after all, laughter is the best medicine, unless it gives you a headache, so you take aspirin, which gives you some sort of liver disease, leading to your untimely demise. in that case, laughter is the worst medicine. as in all things, there's an odd humor in that irony, too. drop me a line: brohrbach@hotmail.com.