So I'm driving down the street the other day, and I remember that I have a friend and that they're sitting next to me. In the passenger seat. Where friends sit. I look over at my friend and what do I say? I say, "Friend, I have something to tell you."
"Oh?" Says my friend.
"Oh," says me. "I'm....a corprinian primate."
My friend just stares, mouth agape. "Pull over," the friend finally mutters barely above a mutter.
I pull over. My friend does a thing. Then that friend does another.
The end.
Update: That friend crossed the line when they did that thing. So I told that friend to go suck an egg! And they did! And guess what? Were making babies! Well we trieed to make a baby. Well, more like we didn't use protection. Anyway, that's what happened. Moral of the story? Call me a rimmer and I'll rape you five times. Rape you rape you fives times rape you rape you five times. Consensual rape. Cause I'm a primate, and a corprinian at that. Which still means something here in my america.
"Oh?" Says my friend.
"Oh," says me. "I'm....a corprinian primate."
My friend just stares, mouth agape. "Pull over," the friend finally mutters barely above a mutter.
I pull over. My friend does a thing. Then that friend does another.
The end.
Update: That friend crossed the line when they did that thing. So I told that friend to go suck an egg! And they did! And guess what? Were making babies! Well we trieed to make a baby. Well, more like we didn't use protection. Anyway, that's what happened. Moral of the story? Call me a rimmer and I'll rape you five times. Rape you rape you fives times rape you rape you five times. Consensual rape. Cause I'm a primate, and a corprinian at that. Which still means something here in my america.
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