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There's only one way to find out!

But I haven't got a knob so I can't...

I'm so jealous of my cat right now. The bitch.

I've tried. It didn't work. Therefore, I still have to leave my house occasionally.

File that under OD's "TOO MUCH INFORMATION" portfolio!

You're a brave, brave man.

You could get a sex change. It's not too different from a species change, which is what EmP did.

I don't really want a sex change, thanks. I'm happy with my cunt. It means I get to have a clitoris and that's WAY fun.

get one of those tongue extensions like the guys in KISS so you can do it as is, you'll never leave your room again.

This is the weirdest HG blog entry ever. Including CertifiableBlockHugger's.

That's really saying something, Genj. I don't know if it's sad that I have an undersized penis, or amazing that I'm flexible enough to still get very, very close.

This topic makes me feel uncomfortable.

my ten inch girth made your mom feel uncomfortable.

Making an incredibly bizarre blog post seems to be a good method of garnering some hilarious responses... I'll have to remember that. :)

Also, I'm not really seeing why no-one's noticed that I'm stoned yet.

if you're using a pipe or a bong make sure you scrape the leftover ash-like stuff and smoke it, or if it's stuck inside light the pipe itself so it eventually is hot enough to burn the shit inside. if it's joints/blunts save the last little bits and eventually roll a fucking super-joint with them. one little hit and BOOM.

not that I would know.

Cinnamon cookies, actually. >_>

fucking fancy bourgeoisie types...

There's a certain charm to using a fairy little glass pipe and a crack lighter outside the movie theater.

Cinnamon cookies is unique. . . but I like Snickerdoodle. Or, are those the same thing? Hell, I dunno.