GUY PUT HIS KKJ INTO A POTATO TO PCC, SAY IT'S BETTER THAN GIRLS CAUSE WON'T BETRAY HIM
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I f-ed a potato. I got the idea from a radio show and thought that it might feel good. I cut a hole long ways through the middle and used it to beat myself off.
It wasn’t enjoyable at all and I remember the guilt and shame I felt as I snuck a broken, come covered potato to the throw it in the rubbish bin. It smelled weird as well.
I told some friends at school and it became pretty common knowledge, not that I cared. I never really had too much of a problem getting laid in my school years and I think me and that potato taught a lot to each other.
Some of the girls who heard about it found it kind of intriguing. Looking back on it that potato was the only thing I’ve f-ed that didn’t lie to me and betray me.
It was there when I needed it, it didn’t talk and performed its duties admirably (though it was a bit cold, rough, and slimy) and it probably would have fed me if I needed it to. And I discarded it like so much flotsam in a sea of mediocrity.
I’ll pay for this mistake for the rest of my life. Some times at night when I can’t fall asleep I still think about you, noble spud.
I’m sorry I didn’t mash you the way you needed me to, I was young and stupid. Now you’re in a landfill and I’m in a bigger, more putrid landfill they call the world. Maybe on some other life we can, you know.
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I f-ed a potato. I got the idea from a radio show and thought that it might feel good. I cut a hole long ways through the middle and used it to beat myself off.
It wasn’t enjoyable at all and I remember the guilt and shame I felt as I snuck a broken, come covered potato to the throw it in the rubbish bin. It smelled weird as well.
I told some friends at school and it became pretty common knowledge, not that I cared. I never really had too much of a problem getting laid in my school years and I think me and that potato taught a lot to each other.
Some of the girls who heard about it found it kind of intriguing. Looking back on it that potato was the only thing I’ve f-ed that didn’t lie to me and betray me.
It was there when I needed it, it didn’t talk and performed its duties admirably (though it was a bit cold, rough, and slimy) and it probably would have fed me if I needed it to. And I discarded it like so much flotsam in a sea of mediocrity.
I’ll pay for this mistake for the rest of my life. Some times at night when I can’t fall asleep I still think about you, noble spud.
I’m sorry I didn’t mash you the way you needed me to, I was young and stupid. Now you’re in a landfill and I’m in a bigger, more putrid landfill they call the world. Maybe on some other life we can, you know.
- Find a bigger potato
- I heard that many guys heat up a grapefruit, cut a hole in it, and go to town. I look at a lot of produce differently now.
- No shame, just would never eat at your house. If you will do that to poor innocent potatoes, then no food is safe.
- Usually when someone says f potatoes I think they don’t enjoy the texture. Apparently you put a new meaning on this
- Ah yes the unconditional love a mere simple potato can provide in the heartaches of life is something few words can describe. Good for you man.
