“Turmeric” is a stupid word with a stupid “r” in it.

The inside of your head is just a cartoon fight cloud of stupid and horny, isn’t it?

Syphilis doesn’t drip.

If you are in the area leave! HURRY UP AND EJACULATE!

Once a hole is there, you can use it for other things. 

I’m glad I don’t have a side bottom.

The internet requires our constant attention—it’s not going to unravel human society by itself. 

Acorns don’t have butts. 

If you gotta go, go with a rictus.

Ramon needs big time surgery for his butt flaps.

Suck my sweaty perineum, you dumbshit cumtrough!

Please step out from the dinosaur’s buttocks!

Never turn down free purse butter.

You will not fantasize about my soup.

It’s so nice not to have my butt on my head anymore. 

It was maximum blunt force salami action. There was mustard involved. 

Great, I drowned his ass brain. 

I bet she really is a corn smut zombie.

It’s a white pointy, it must stay a white pointy and not a hook.

You look like you have a favorite flavor of paint. 

The existence of condiment udders gives me a deep, aghast disquiet. 

This is a more intimate relationship with beef than I’m used to. 

Use one suppository per rectum in both nostrils when necessary. 

I take it out of my pants and then you die!

What have we told you about sticking your finger in weird holes?

People should have a little respect for cheese prophecy.

Sometimes I see underwear I don’t even understand.

See how the leaves of his nice, gay book are all torn, and how he pouts his lips.

There’s nothing so alluring as an enigmatic pachycepholosaur. 

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There’s a hippopotamus coming and we need some incidental music!

Sorry for misgendering your worm. 

Don’t you hate it when there are sudden drops in the resonance cascade?

I could not get my tongue in his pants. 

The lesbian mermaids! They’re gone!

I’m not your cheese body. 

I was feeling a bit urine extracted myself. 

My friend ate a penis once. But not in a sexual way. 

I forgot everything you said before “rectum.”

I’ve always felt the universe played a big cosmic joke on my butt.

Personally I found the shower hole easier to use. 

Totally orating from our metaphorical anus.

Because you look thirteen and have no genitals.

She’s too old to get AIDS! The virus would be like, “Ew, fuck that, she’s old!”

Do you know what a proboscis is?

Somewhere there’s a lonely obturator looking for its proctoscope sheath. 

You can choose how many blackbirds you want to fly out of his anus. 

I wish to enter octopuses. 

Some battles are worth fighting with seasonal vegetables and spite. 

After the Apocalypse, all that will be left are cockroaches and cop shows. 

Women are not a frog. 

He may have appreciated the absurdity of Death knocking at your door, wielding a pineapple. 

People are not residing within the shirt. 

Don’t miss the critical butter window!

There’s always a light at the end of the frog.

I’ve poked its belly button a bunch of times but there’s still no light in my castle. 

Do not start calling it my Peter-tingle.

Never thought I’d be insulted through political spinach.

Your cock seems sort of bland.

My shower is going to be…JUICY!

Has anyone seen a non-denominational bunny head?

It’s the tit-goo path tit-goo-thing.

Okay, so what we need is a lot of vegetables, and a lot of water, and a lot of sex. 

 Drops of Jupiter, but especially the fried chicken part. 

My uterus doesn’t care about your Gantt chart. 

You make me feel better about every stupid thing I’ve ever done including the time I glued fake mustaches to my eyebrows. 

An enormous amount of methane may be deep inside Uranus.

I’ve got three feet of bowel incarcerated in a man’s groin. 

This is English, the shower drain of languages.

Swelling frustration filled her eyelids and she started squirting uncontrollably. 

Intercourse the antelope! That’ll teach it to not nibble on the hoops!

You can roll for seduction as you pet cow, but once again, the bull demon is gay.

I don’t think my anus would survive that collision. 

I’ll do all the pros and cons of vaginas and colons.

Oh, no, I’m the brain cell. 

Hand back the meat in your son’s pants. 

You’re the human equivalent of orange juice after toothpaste. 

Yes, it’s human skin, but we have the moral high ground.

Consider me expressed. 

I need a shower and an adult.

The meat parts are making each other grumpy. 

The gods are dead, and all that’s left is family dinner and unnatural eye contact. 

There’s a reasonable argument to be made that his corpse is less desecrated now than it was a few minutes ago. 

 I’m not letting my arm sniff my armpit. 

My brain is a fickle bongo.

You are a man with a fork in a world of soup. 

Do they still use these things in school, chicken jockeys?

I don’t give blow jobs to sharks. 

I hope you’re prepared to blaze a trail through my intestines.

What you whiteboys don’t realize is that the foreskin is not a chew toy!

You’re infested with a bunch of tiny spleens. 

You can think of this vagina as your gift to me. 

I was imagining grassy plains of free-roaming sausages living their best lives. 

Jacket like te jacket Ducati ziggety beam bomb boom the good. 

We got to see a picture of a giant space anus. 

I don’t think a pizza made with lidar diodes would be very good. 

He’s playing a game, and his butthole is winning.

Oh, you’re such a thong string!

Nothing says Christmas like mass decapitations!

Satan is not a fucking pogo stick!

Does our lingo need to incorporate milky, sticky boys?

You are empirically not hideous. 

If I’m going to be eating anything green and goopy, it better be coming out of my nose. 

It’s kind of a bowel-themed episode. 

It made me wonder if it’s possible to pass a kidney stone while ejaculating. 

Black olives are the Devil’s testicles. 

Stop sticking your face in the cat!

Rests are an illusion and so are pants.  

That’s experts for you. They don’t watch TV and they don’t have their anus bleached. 

Does it feel like a small bowel obstruction kind of day?

I pick Shostakovich’s Nose. 

My liege lord’s codpiece is on fyre.

Please tell me you didn’t lose your meat leg!

I think I could drink my own blood. Is that weird?

I wasn’t through with that phlegm yet!

I think it’s an homage to diarrhea. 

Anybody want to argue with my extra special vagina vote?

If I was a genius I would have rid the world of fistulas by now. 

You are absorbing my face fluids. 

Great tits can be found in old forests. 

Something’s penetrated my animus. 

Don’t bring a splayd to a knork fight. 

In case of volcanic eruption, you will hear mermaids. 

There’s a worm in my pie. 

God, I feel bad farting next to all those really expensive cars. 

Who’s going to care about my urine output now?

You mingled umlauts with my fiancé?

On no account must hot bottoms be placed on the bench top.

I exert myself on my organ with more than usual success. 

I can smell your colon on my pillow.

A wise oracle once said he could smell me.

I’m just so full of love for you it bursts out of every orifice.  

That doesn’t make my nose hair crackle. Quite.