#wordplay
Waiting at PHX for my second flight.
Also, no matter what The Super Sadist does to me, this sign will be the most painful thing I’ve experienced on this vacation.
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The Anarchist Economist is into small penis humiliation. I’ve never done it before in real life, but luckily I’ve been reading a fair amount while masturbating.
Thanks be to fanfic. Otherwise I wouldn’t have so many ideas for belittling his tiny cock. Not that it needs any more littling. It’s small enough as is.
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Tumblr and Puns
I was going to reblog this to my sideblog, but puns are basically a kink thing.
I mean, c'mon. The sounds they pull out of me are basically groans of great mental, emotional, and sometimes physical suffering.
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Just realized you can’t spell ‘lonely’ without ‘one’ and honestly that’s a mood.
Why did the corn taste so good?
Because it was a-maize-ing.
What do you call a stupid person who gets caught on tape?
A vid-iot.
Why can’t you trust a Leo?
They’re always lion.
What sits at the top of an adorable finger?
A cute-icle.
Where do pastries get educated?
Pie school.
Which band can you only listen to in autumn?
Fall Time Low.
Who’s the star of the duck version of Nightmare Before Christmas?
Quack Skellington.
How do you contact agreeable French ghosts?
With a oui-ja board.
What did the contents of one toilet say to the other?
“How do poo do?”
Doing a bit of Italian cooking and the garlic was smelling so good I thought “suck it, vampires!
Or rather, DON’T suck it.”
