I'm weirdly unsure why, but it totally made me laugh

An ode to a crusty wank sock I found behind my bed

Oh crusty wank sock

You were my favourite

For one night

You were trusted

With my most intimate part

As well as being relied upon to clean everything up quite well

Now you are so far away

We may never see each other again

But if we do

You will be pumped full of my angry jizz like a one-fingered glove filled with porridge

Amen

I think that’s a better ending for them than being attacked and eaten alive by a woman’s immune system.

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