...!

(please complete the above sentence)

...hang low and they swing to and fro, Ican tie them in a knot, Ican tie them in a bow, I can swing them over myshoulder like a continental soldier, oh my BALLS HANG LOOOOOOW

What did the left one say to the right one??

Why should we hang, **** did it!

Oh dear... What have you done now?

for god sake im eating.............your balls are NOT what i want to be thinking about

if i start with "my balls" it won't exactly fit with the very famous anthem of my people (ok, the people of my high school)--to the tune of the beach boys' "i get around"

i got great big balls and a ten pound sack

i love to drag 'em up and down the railroad track

i get a brown. brown brown brown i get a brown.

An old married friend of mine used to say: "10 pounds of meat and a bucket of balls, and she calls me 'boy.'" This after his wife would say, "what are you boys up to now?"

SICK! *_*

And the moral of this story is never write your journal at god knows what time, when you are completely off your face.

.... look weird but i like to touch and scratch them heheh