Hold up, Greg, you got it EASY. I’m weaning three premature babies and an orphaned coyote on my teats, which are halfway to my knees right now, that is if I HAD knees, thank you Iraq, plus my autistic mother-in-law knocked over my crack pipe last month and broke it, I haven’t pooped since Friday, shit’s ALL up in this mother.
Getting gay vibes from that, too. John wants to hug shirtless Trey, Jared wants to get in there with John, lonely Greg is crying out for company from all of them, and Thomas is sad they can’t “bench press” together. What’s bench press a euphemism for?
Not that using lonnnng, ass, and blows in the same sentence means you’re gay. Unless you use it with someone named Trey.
Hey, I am gay for greg. really. I hear he is a good looking blonde guy and rocks. Oh wait, this isn’t the right greg. However I am still gay. Seriously. I also have red hair and skininy arms and a protruding belly. Any takers?