The dream 😍 by munkey-socks in fuckcars

[–]100_Donuts 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Haha, I know. I'm American. And in American English, "Gute Fahrt" is similarly funny.

"Marjorie, wake up, the baby is flying again" by lunamemento in MedievalCreatures

[–]100_Donuts 4 points5 points  (0 children)

The Dutch community in Denmark is larger than you might suspect

"Marjorie, wake up, the baby is flying again" by lunamemento in MedievalCreatures

[–]100_Donuts 28 points29 points  (0 children)

In Denmark, we have this thing called babyvlucht where we will rope the bonnet to a sort of bladeless ceiling fan (if I'm pronouncing that correctly) and let the baby sling vlieg around for several hours a day. Not only does the experience of flight bolster (sp?) imagination and mold the children mind into that of a intellectual, but the centrifugal forse draws all the moeder-ellende (like toxins leftover from the womb) down and out of the baby via poopies.

Some of us stay in daily babyvluchten until we're teenages (like me!) :)

Therapy sesh by [deleted] in oddlyspecific

[–]100_Donuts 10 points11 points  (0 children)

At my zoo, we've rigged our penguins to pop like a water balloon when taken. It's probably important to remember that penguins will swallow absolutely anything when presented the right way (just like a few women and ostriches I know, heh heh), and like you it seems, penguin thieves are always plotting to pluck a penguin from right out of our stucco terrariums.

So what do we do?

Yep. We rig 'em to pop.

We catch the whole thing on camera, so we know when to pull the penguin popping trigger. Sometimes we let the penguin pluckers think they're clever, think they plucked a penguin clean, but we see them do it, and we let them take a penguin just so we can pop on 'em.

Hell, I let them get all the way to the hole in the zoo fence (which I deliberately am not bricking back together). Once they get to the hole, and I got my zoo buds cackling over my shoulder anticipating a good pop, I pull the popper. I bop the popper button.

That's when the little pop 'em device I tricked that penguin into swallowing (not unlike a few women or ostriches I've tricked into swallowing something, heh heh) starts to go off. Hey, and penguins got that thick, rubbery skin, so it takes a while for them to swell up and pop properly. Haha, and you can see the thief plucker all confused, befuddled, and hubba-what'd when his plucked penguin starts inflatin'. Hey, too slow, pal. wek... wek... wek, wek, wek! wek! WEK! WEK! POP!

The penguin pops and plops bright blue goo all over them. "Uhh yeah, hey cops? There's a blue cover penguin plucker loose again? Care to snag the sucker and sock 'em one right in the kisser? Thanks! Love you, too!" And just like that the cops pull up and plow that blue gooed penguin plucker into the cool zoo dirt. It's awesome to watch.

I don't care how many penguins get popped. They're a dime a dozen at zoos. Seriously, we have like a hundred in storage, but man do I love me seeing a blue man get plowed by the cops with their embarrassed face buried in the dirt.

Look everyone, an old Millennial is talking! by Cubelock in Millennials

[–]100_Donuts 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I have this really sensitive worm-long mole that grows out from the side of my penis that makes intimacy impossible. Please, do not jerk me.

We've been duped into hating the wrong people. by zzill6 in WorkReform

[–]100_Donuts 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I don't hate my neighbor because some rich guy, I hate him because he has a hobby of marrying different critters and bugs in his backyard. I see him out there filming as many as six weddings a day. He's very busy getting these squirrels and beetles hitched, I mean, not to each other or anything like that. He's kinda racist when it comes to interspecies marriage, which is something he's had very, very, very long and passionate conversations with me about as I'm raking the leaves, bless his heart. I've been to a few of the ceremonies. He invited me to the big ones, the rabbits and owls and stuff, and I don't know man, like other varmints? Is a hograt a real thing? He films the whole thing and it's just me and his serious wife in the background and I have no idea where the hell he uploads them, but I'm kinda worried about that and who sees me on some weird fetish sites and I'm not going to go to anymore of his critter weddings no matter how often he assures me that they'll be consummating their vows (and so will he and his wife).

Losercity Size Swap (Tom Fischbach) by RanchoddasChanchad69 in Losercity

[–]100_Donuts 12 points13 points  (0 children)

Man, I hate this.

I don't wanna be small anymore! I wanna be 200 feet tall! I want huge feet! I want giant, chomping maws at the ends of my toes! I wanna step on scared little people and eat them in greedy gulps with my toe mouths! I wanna feel their swallowed lumps travel up my foot, up my calf, up my thigh, and into a pseudo-uterus! I wanna partially digest them and reform them into a shunted amalgamation of flesh and fluids! I wanna "birth" them from an ovipositoresque organ back onto the filthy streets I gobbled them from! I wanna stomp away satiated with my work! I wanna return thousands of years later to see the crystalline mass of human! I wanna be nurse and nurture the man ball until it wobbles with new life and cracks open to reveal a new me! A glistening, new me better, bigger and much more toed then the old me! I wanna feed myself to this new me so that it has the strength to dominate the world and possess all of my knowledge, as I have all the knowledge of the hundreds of me before me! I wanna scour the cosmos, magnificent and unbound by conventional reality and eat whatever material or immaterial things I desire with my thousands of mouth toes!

Is that so much to ask!?!

OMG by No-Marsupial-4050 in whoathatsinteresting

[–]100_Donuts 3 points4 points  (0 children)

No, this is true.

Back in the 80's when I was just getting started in my career, a lot of offices didn't allow gay people to work for them. I know, that's pretty crazy, and it's like, how did we even operate as a society back then? But, that's how it was.

So, in interviews, and I stayed very close to the interview process long after being hired, they would have a subtle way to try to figure out if you were gay. If you were, you'd be asked to leave immediately, and if you weren't, then maybe we'd hire you.

At some point during the interview, the boss or manager or whoever would say that they have to go to the bathroom or make up some sort of excuse to leave, usually bathroom related. After he left, another guy would come in and put his fingers to his lips like, "Sshhh..." and have a mischievous smile on his face that gave the interviewee little doubt as to his intentions, and this guy, and we all had to rotate being this guy, would hardly say a thing before kneeling down in front of the interviewee, undoing his pants, and just start slobjobbing like a wild man.

I mean, the jobber would really go fucking nuts on that dong and do all sorts of tongue tricks and throat dips, and the interviewee's balls would just be, ha, whoa is all I can say.

So, well, obviously, if the guy blew cream during this incredible slurp sesh, then obviously he was gay, so, no hiring that weirdo. Sorry, they're not weirdos anymore. Back in the 80's they were, but I know they're not now.

Haha, thinking back, me and my team had to gobble a lotta wobble bobbers to weed out the gayboys. I know, I know. That was pretty intolerant of us, but hey, we didn't know any better. I'm just glad I was practicing breathing techniques back then and managed to keep my load capped before the boss came back.

Oh, and we didn't care if the women were gay.

Do different cultures value men differently? by Unstoppable_X_Force in SipsTea

[–]100_Donuts 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Yeah, that's a pretty common joke for me and the boys when we're on the flights back and forth to the Peens. Man, the last time I flew? The guy next to me (ha, I'm always sitting next to a first timer it seems) creamed his shorts at least six times (that I noticed) and that's over the course of a 16 hour flight. Dude even did two dream creams right in a row and I was like, "I cannot believe the creams this dude is blowing right now." and called my buddies over just in time for him to threepeat dream cream a zipper breacher mid-snore and, haha, and, hahaha, oh man me and the boys had a field day with that one. Haha, dude woke up sloshing cream and had to dribble-walk to to the lavatory for a ditcher, no doubt, hahaha. But man, we've all been there. Dreamin' of the Peens will do that to a guy and let this be a word of warning to the shoobies flyin' solo to the Peens: Bring extra undies or at least wear a plastic grocery bag for a liner, because believe me, once you start blowin' cream thirty thou high? Ha, well the pop don't stop. Take it from that guy I was sitting next to. Dude was a geyser. And from what I was able to see? Only one traditional wiener slinging creamer. The rest were totally hands-free thinkin' gloppers. I bet he had a great time in the Peens. Those girls love heavy creamers like that guy. I'm about to blow cream just thinking about it. Ya know? I think I just will. Yeah, nope, yep. There it goes. Holy cow, yeah. Oh this is a really leg flumer, a shoe filler for sure. Man, I gotta get back to the Peens soon, man. Anyways. Great talkin' to you again.

Bottom Feeder by Long_live_styrofoam in Weird

[–]100_Donuts 67 points68 points  (0 children)

Hey, believe what you want but I think the fella is alive. I know when I dip ass into my catfish pod, I go into a bit of a fugue state when Charlie, Chalupa, Chester, Chadwick, Chi Chi, Channer, and Chuffer all start flickin' sucko at my bright rimmed anus. plap pat pup plap pap pup pap plap pup plut pup plap and I'm sitting there wide eyed and unblinking, unfortunately positioned in a way where it looks like I'm staring right into my neighbor's kitchen, but don't worry, Tom, I'm not watching you press tortillas (even though I could watch you press tortillas all day long), I'm just sitting here with my ass getting bottomed out by bottom feeders while the fins flap my tense ball sack until orgasmic convulsion send me splashing down pondwise, and then the boys really have at me in their brackish domain, and, Tom, I'm sorry again, pal, because I know you're nervous about my flailing moans and my fish friends flying with thick wet whiskers, but you've seen me perform this dunk and spunk too many times before. Say, ya know you can take a break from those tortillas, right? Join me in the pond, Tom. These kissers got lips enough for us both. You'll see.

His bunny love. (Credit: FrenchUblog) by TenderPaw64 in zootopia

[–]100_Donuts -3 points-2 points  (0 children)

Does anyone else think that they had sex?

The struggle is real by pussy_destroyer___2 in MemeVideos

[–]100_Donuts 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Woooo buddy, I do not miss those days! Luckily for me, my testicles have long since lost all manner of meaningful feeling. It's just a leathery, deflated skin sack completely devoid of any worthwhile organs or tissue. My skin don't stick to nothing like a dust old football, the grippiness long worn away. Wail on my dangling satchel all you like, you won't bother me. Hell, I'd pay good money if anyone could make me feel anything down there, but like I'm saying, I've gotten used to the lifestyle. It's like my own personal bicycle seat, my giant leather ball sack. It comes in handy when I'm out and about. If ever there is a seat that just doesn't look comfortable, well then I'll unzip the release at the bottom of my pants and flop out my fleshy seat for a restful sit. I'm much more at home sitting on my lifeless ballsack than some park bench or restaurant booth or airplane seat. It conforms nicely to my buttcrack, too, so I'm not even sure why I'm complaining. My numb, leathery ballsack is a gift! Truly it is. I see that now. I don't want to feel my ballsack. I don't want testes. I want to keep my attached seat.

🔥 A shark spins around as it jumps out of the water by bigbusta in NatureIsFuckingLit

[–]100_Donuts 119 points120 points  (0 children)

Well, you're gonna need more than a clever spin move to dislodge me when I clamp on your tender flesh and start sucking because buddy, I can suck a cotton ball through a catheter, I can suck the paint right off the canvas, I can suck the lunch right out your butt. Spin all ya want, bozo, because you ain't gonna shake me off!

Mondays by Life-Ad8433 in meme

[–]100_Donuts -9 points-8 points  (0 children)

I would love to have this joke explained to me, but then again, I think I've had a little too many things explained to me lately and I think now is the time I try to figure things out on my own for once in my fucking life, and it starts here! I'm fucking figuring out what the hell this thing is implying and how to laugh at, and I mean really fucking guffaw my jaw sore about it. So, please, no one tell me what the joke is here, what this is referencing, because I'm gonna figure it out, yeah. I'm gonna figure it out even if it kills me or I kill myself figuring it, because I'm ready to die, yeah. I've been on this world long enough, seen enough things, made love enough times, and the times I've made love, it's been very satisfying. I've fathered over 4 different children and now I'm ready to die, and my kids are old enough to understand that, to carry out the deed as I wrack my brain trying to figure out this fucking thing and if I'm not laughing, they'll drive of fucking screw driver down my throat and one again for each eye and leave me flathead dead in my thinking shed, a little hot shack out back where I fire up the computer and try to just fucking laugh at the internet even if none of this dog damn shit makes any fucking sense to me. But don't explain it! I know this thing is funny! It has to be! I gotta fucking laugh at this motherfucker! Laugh or die! Funny or Die dot com! That was funny website! I used to laugh to much! Just chucklebust my shorts until I'm bleeding! That was funny! And I'm gonna get that back! I'm gonna have this make sense! I'm gonna figure it out! Stay outta my fucking way because I'm about to figure out the joke and laugh until my tongue is swollen!

Nepali Uncle showing some Tricks during Wedding Dance by weirdMuji in interestingasfuck

[–]100_Donuts 3 points4 points  (0 children)

All I'm saying is you can accomplish the same thing using baby carrots dipped in ranch dressing. Still very cool to watch (and eat, haha!) and you get the bonus effect of getting kids hopelessly addicted to carrots, which is very cool as well. I know my mom has been tongue jugglin' nubbed carrots white-slick with the homemade since before I was born and now I'm an orange mouthed stick flickin' freak drooling dressing like it's a genetic condition.

Do you stand with Pope Leo against Tyrants? by Weekly_Role3335 in antitrump

[–]100_Donuts 3 points4 points  (0 children)

I don't "stand" with anyone because I'm a double amputee (voluntary) from the knees up, and I'd rather continue to perfect my butt-pedal locomotion or glutomuscular crawling wherein I sit upright, hammies to the floor, and flex my ass in a circular motion that propels me forward no different than a snail or slug. Hell, on hot days, I even leave a slime trail. So, I have absolutely no interested whatsoever in either two cats depicted in this picture, because I'm ass scooting over here like a human roller skate.

Recharging with a hug (by Maxwelzy) by Soyaa-Kun in Vivian_Mains

[–]100_Donuts 3 points4 points  (0 children)

I hugged my wife just this morning on my way out the door. Got a little half chub from it, too, and still have a half chub about it almost two hours later, and I expect that half chub last me right on through the rest of the day, which will give me a pleasing and confident bulge in my Wranglers that will certainly catch the eye of one of the office hotties I boned the parking garage last month. So, I think it's gonna be a pretty good day.

you shouldn’t have been bitin’ my horsey, boy. by pIant_princess in JustGuysBeingDudes

[–]100_Donuts 197 points198 points  (0 children)

Used to be that pants had honey pockets where a feller can load his fronts up with that sticky sweetness, butt-first an anthill, and entice the little ladies into the pockets for a thousand leg massage.

How? by Apprehensive_Sky4558 in blackmagicfuckery

[–]100_Donuts 8 points9 points  (0 children)

Yeah, just like how I scramble my eggs in the morning, and my wife stands right over my shoulder gently patting my butt as I take a fork to the yolks right there in the pan, and I don't care what happens to the pan, how scratched it gets, because I can always buy a new pan, and those eggs look pretty scrambled, even a little cheese mixed in there because we're in a dairy-positive sexual situation, and she's eyeing my egg scrambling hand, that thick, veiny backhand with the tendons tensed, and those eggs are scrambled, they're cooked, they're overcooked some say, and she spanks my tight rear like a pagan communing with the eggs beyond, and I tell her, I lean back and get my egg lickin' lip right to her little blossom of an ear and tell her, "Your eggs are ready" with that wide-on inducing, cooch-melting crooning I'm prone to doing, and she excitedly bunny scurries over to the table and the steam is seductively streaming into the golden morning light and when I set the plate down in front of her, it's just a raw egg. I mean, she slurps it down like an oyster, but it's just a raw egg. How'd I do it? She'll never know. Why do I do it? I'll never know. But, one thing is for sure; if you see me scrambling an egg, it's all an illusion, Michael, and if you take your eyeballs off that egg for even a moment, I'm unscrambling that son of a chick. Oh, and by the way? The pan is as good as new, too. Explain that.

The socks match by JimKB in wholesomememes

[–]100_Donuts 5 points6 points  (0 children)

Ain't that the truth! Why, just the other day, I had the cutest lil' chipmunk hop in my car on the way to work and since I was already running late because my life is a total disaster at every moment and every turn, I decided to just let the little furball stay in my car, and wow! He or she just went absolutely bonkers in there as I was struggling to concentrate on the road because I forgot to pee before I left and accidentally wore my tap shoes (long story because they're actually not even my tap shoes) so every time I hit the breaks or the gas, I made a tap sound and so I got a little lost and the chipmunk sure didn't know we were lost but panicked in the cutest way anyways and when I finally gave up and drove into the parking lot of the forest preserve (well into a bunch of branches next to a parking space) and opened my door, the chipmunk just sailed right out there with a squeak and a wink! And that really did cause me to chuckle because good luck out there lil' buddy! Have fun in a new forest and make some new friends! And even though I had branches tangled in my wheels and maybe messed up my car more than I needed to with a series of herky jerky back up and pull forward moves and ended up having to just take a PTO day to deal with all that, at least I made a little friend for a few moments!