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Originally Posted by pxmcc
c'mon, admit the truth. u were using that bottle of Downy as a pocket pussy 'cause you couldn't afford the real thing. and then little mini-me michael got stuck in the Downy bottle..
i hate it when that happens. like, you don't even wanna present yourself to the ER..
doc walks in. "Whisky tango foxtrot!" walks back out to try to shake off the giggles. he's got less of a chance than i did when i got the giggles while serving as an altar boy at a young man's funeral when my colleague tried to supress a trumpet-style sneeze and did definitely not stick the landing..
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You’re right! Dang Bidenomics got me hard as a rock without any relief other than Rosie and her five sisters.
I had already switched hands so I was in a bind for some strange and went on a scavenger hunt to the laundry room for the apartments. I love the feeling of the Downy bottle walls as big Mikey rubs up and down. It was so so hot when old mrs smith came to get a load.
The ER is great as ER resident defers to the nursing students to help remove the bottle. They remove it, wash Mikey thoroughly and then call the head nurse in to finish up. Let me call an ambulance!