Made for my roommate's birthday, there's a running joke about him, the RA, and lube
Traders at Pompeii like penises...not much else to say
Never trust a Korean with your dog
A suspiciously high number of inmates wanted to do musical theater.
Baby, it's you.
A tender ballad about love, romance, and post-coital awkwardness.
It seems easy enough now, but soon these kids will grow up and the guitars will seem smaller and...