Ball Sugar

We're here to try to make you laugh! To take you to Sugar Town. I'm just trying to imagine situations where you'd cut your inner thigh. I guess you grew out your pinky nail, like a little fancy cocktail, and then you hold your dick like a wineglass with the Pinky out, and you've got your inner thigh on a mid-stroke.  I watched an excellent ad somewhere last night. I was like, is it porn, or was it...

They should just take random people instead of the best in the world. Wait, like you get drafted into the Olympics?

Americans lately. huh? Everything's so kind of perfect. Hey, hey. I got another mending villager on Minecraft but I just wanted go back to sleep— I couldn't.

I love the ground— What I don't understand? These are thoughts before my dick worked! Yes. Yeah. Yeah huh. I remember being little "Oh, I love that stick, I love that Bush," I love all that— and you get like a boner in the bathtub and you're like, oh, cool... I think that's weird— like— overconfident...

That's all part of the show, darling! Oh, damn— well, what if I get up in there and get my little stinky coochie coochie up on your poochy poo! Oh god! I got a crush on you, bubba... I got a crush on you!