So today, I decided to measure my weenie, just to look and see, like every man does. I planned to report back to my dudes... For the boys, y’know? So I get a boner, and I measure it with a ruler from my mom’s desk drawer... and it’s too frickin big for anyone to believe me if I told them. I’m now having a moral crisis, because if I tell the bros about my huge wombat, they won’t believe me. But momma didn’t raise a liar. So now I’m stuck between having a brosation with my guys about my huge frickin horse pole, or forever hiding in the third leg closet. How do I come about coping with the knowledge that I have a giant pulsing lightsaber dong?

“YoU tOucHEd ThAt BlOcK So yOu HavE tO PuLl tHat OnE Out” Go ♥♥♥♥ yourself, that’s not how the ♥♥♥♥ing game is played, you dumb, the ♥♥♥♥, ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥. Quoted from the official Jenga rules: “Players may tap a block to find a loose one. Any blocks moved but not played should be replaced, unless doing so would make the tower fall. “ You’ve never even ♥♥♥♥ing read the rules have you, you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ idiot. What, is the game over in 3 seconds, if you just so happen to touch a load bearing block first?♥♥♥♥ING NO DUMBASS. Learn to read you illiterate ♥♥♥♥.

long live domnuts

wtf is this level 9 bs

wow lvl 9 you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ bastard