Would you be okay if he and his son monitor each others masturbation frequency? Do you have any bar that seems excessive for a father/son relationship?
Yeah, that’s fucking weird. Fathers and sons are meant to compete which is why my dad and I still hold our semi-annual Jerk-off Jam; I’ve won every single one since 2016. All the witnesses at the cemetery can confirm this.
Weird assumption. My mom’s still alive, who do you think drives me to the cemetery on my dad’s birthday and the day of his passing? You think I’m gonna be a quitter just because my dad gave me the ultimate handicap?
Hey, have you ever cried so hard that it made jerking off in the cemetery almost seem redundant?
What kind of a fucked up question is that? Of course I have. I only thought it was you mom who died because I saw the two of you in the cemetery and your mom had a hairy back. I know this because I was hiding behind my dads tombstone checking out your moms hairy back while I was jerking off and crying. It’s good to know it was your mom cause I was worried it was gay and that would have been so weird.
Wow, that sounds intensely creepy.
E.g. You’d definitely wouldn’t want other people to know you’re into fart-stuff.
I rip farts far too indiscriminately for that to be a secret, but I understand the sentiment.
I’m fine with it as long as there’s no sediment.
Me too buddy. Me too.
I know. I have the records.
Ayyyylmao
I read this as your farts are sentient.
I cannot confirm that they are not.
Talking to them does not make them sentient. Good try though
They talk back though
Yeah, this is even creepier than that Indiana coach who kissed his son open mouthed.
Or that whole Gym Jordan buttsex thing with undergraduates.
wtf? 😳
Accountability sounds creepy??? Okay, y’all are dipshits.
Speaking of creepy, holy shit lmao
Would you be okay if he and his son monitor each others masturbation frequency? Do you have any bar that seems excessive for a father/son relationship?
Yeah, that’s fucking weird. Fathers and sons are meant to compete which is why my dad and I still hold our semi-annual Jerk-off Jam; I’ve won every single one since 2016. All the witnesses at the cemetery can confirm this.
Jesus Christ, Lemmy.
How’s the winner determined? Volume, velocity, viscosity?
Panache and survivorship
I’d assume taste
You should really use different days than Mother’s Day and the anniversary of your moms passing
Weird assumption. My mom’s still alive, who do you think drives me to the cemetery on my dad’s birthday and the day of his passing? You think I’m gonna be a quitter just because my dad gave me the ultimate handicap?
Hey, have you ever cried so hard that it made jerking off in the cemetery almost seem redundant?
What kind of a fucked up question is that? Of course I have. I only thought it was you mom who died because I saw the two of you in the cemetery and your mom had a hairy back. I know this because I was hiding behind my dads tombstone checking out your moms hairy back while I was jerking off and crying. It’s good to know it was your mom cause I was worried it was gay and that would have been so weird.
I nominate your comment for Creepiest Comment Of 2023.
How much porn does your dad look at, and how do you hold him accountable when he comes?
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