MondoMudbutt

Healthy buns and melty sons seduced the Target employee to extreme completion.

Hey man, without a condom, you and I are never making out with each other's hair bags, ok?

Their lips quivered with rage as the mice ate the entire Whole Foods Cheese Bar.

They didn't run, and they didn't hide. So they died.

Vanilla frosting and gorilla moss queen. We'll hear from them both after the break.

"Hip hip hooray" they cried, knowing darn well they'd never have another creamed weenie.

I iced the hip of an elderly man as he removed his dentures in preparation for what was to come next. Wink wink.

Dig the holes as Shia would. If he could. If he so should. Dig them as Shia would.

A baby in the sheets but a queef in the streets makes a difficult sorbet sundae.

The first to leak is the first to speak, I always say.

I spoke to a spider in my room the other morning. We're friends now.

The bravery is remarkable. I've never seen a ball of fuzz with such a backbone.

Scary dreams of teleportation enthralled my tastebuds: both front and back.

Look...this is super weird, but I have to ask... do you shave your Spaldings, breh?

You there. The one with the shirt. Yea with the socks on, too. Yep. You. That's right. YOU! Wanna go to a movie?

The yearly roast shall do the most and words shall never twerk me.

Punkin chunkin? Looks like that duck's a fluffin. Say hello to my granulars.

Circumcised serrano peppers at the food truck are half off—today only!

I was often hypnotized in 5th grade whilst looking at dirty balloon knots in the bathroom.

It’s the final days of Toyota’s Buy-A-Car-Get-Rid-Of-Your-Family deal at Church’s Chicken. Head on down to your local pool and find a way into the wetness.

Yea we’ll just hang out in my backyard this afternoon. I just gave myself an enema, so we should be able to avoid any cleanup.

I’m never afraid to push back and chase my passion. What is my passion? Find the perfect gooch hair.

The world bank has been trying more and more to start funding my personal escapades, but until the castration, there's not much they can do, really.

Go stupid. Go dumb. We want you at your stupidest and dumbest, please.

Take it out of your butt. Now. Oh, you don't want to? How do you plan on writing anything down?