It is I, the one and only Jokey Jokemaker. If you meet someone claiming to be Jokey Jokemaker on the street, like over by the Northside, like over by Humboldt Park, in a shady bar, having drinks, and trying to score with the ladies, ask him for ID. If you get anything other than a punch in the face, it's not me. ALso, if they are not smoking hot, its not me. YOu can tell its me because I am so hot:
- Rabbits fought over my foreskin.
- My Balls have no expiration date.
- I fart pheromones.
- In high school, I was voted "Most Likely to be Ravished by Women like I was the freakin Gaza Strip"
- My Cock has its own stickbroker series 7 liscnece
- I'm being circled by tri-sexuals.
- I'm built like a brick bathhouse.
- You can tell my age by cutting down, and counting the rings in my cock
- They squeeze pics of me in Google earth 3-d only because I am in my pool in awesome shorts.
- I have to add extra bodyguards whenever I lick my lips.
- I always carry a backup testicle.
- My cock enters the room 3 minsutes before I do.
- Each one of My balls has its own set of stalkers.
- My cock is so big, it has an elbow
- My cock is so big, i have to buy it a shoe.
2 comments:
Having an awesome cock (or believing you do) doesn't make u sexy--it makes you COCKy...
I am quite cocksure....go ahead, look it up.
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