Rejected vagina monologues: “It turned out that Bob loved my vagina potatoes, but he loved our neighbor’s carrots even more.”
Rejected vagina monologues: “It turned out that Bob loved my vagina potatoes, but he loved our neighbor’s carrots even more.”
The sandwich seemed to go on forever, especially if you put your face next to it.
Apparently, so the rejection letter went, the culinary magazine didn’t appreciate “Your Smoothest Children” being listed as one of the recipe’s ingredients.
Jeff opened the fortune cookie. It read, “If you love it so much, why don’t you let it go?”
Samosas were the last victim in the eggplants’ war on delicious flavor.
As Jeff ran through the rain pursued by wolves, he regretted replacing the umbrella’s nylon with pork thigh.
The rain fell mainly on the plains, as children in the surrounding region slowly starved to death.