Ladies orgasm at the mere whiff of my Phoenix-scented Axe body spray, and I'm not even going to go into detail about what happens when I'm inside dem sugar walls because your virgin eyes are not prepared to behold such things.
so why aren't you writing for Cracked yet, exactly?
I didn't know there were jobs for people who are good at writing stupid shit.
Had someone told me this sooner, I wouldn't have spent my first year or two after high school washing dishes.
so why aren't you writing for Cracked yet, exactly?