by Brian Murphy May 12, 2009


Penis: Damn, your ex is looking pretty good tonight.
Brain: She's crazy.
Penis: Crazy...IN THE SACK!
Brain: I'm not gonna hook up with her. Too much drama.
Penis: WE'LL SORT THAT SHIT OUT LATER.
Brain: No. I'll sort it out later. You'll just do whatever you want and leave me to deal with the consequences.
Penis: WHATEVER, MAN. STOP BEING GAY. WHAT ARE YOU GAY OR SOMETHING?
Brain: Can't we just find someone else?
Penis: I HAVE MADE MY CHOICE. BEND TO MY WILL.

Brain: Come on, old buddy. You can do this. It's my 40th wedding anniversary.
Penis: ...Ugh.
Brain: Get up! Just this one time. Please.
Penis: Go away. I'm sleepy.
Brain: All I'm asking is for a few minutes.
Penis: With that old hag? That's an eternity.
Brain: That's my wife you're talking about!
Penis: She bores me.
Brain: What if I think about someone else?
Penis: That could work. YEAH! LET'S DO THIS.
Brain: Great. OK, here we go.
Penis: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Brain: SON OF A BITCH.
by Susanna Wolff at Columbia
by Brian Murphy
by 105%-O-Matic at Bucks County Community College
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