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Motivate THIS.
(points at crotch)
Nothing to see here today...
...except a custom "motivational poster" made by yours truly over at Big Huge Labs.
Seriously...
...I have no idea how I made it almost 40 years without finding this thing.
Here's today's poster for you (click to enlarge (that's what she said)):
So. Sweet.
Excuse me whilst I go vomit.
If you want to see all of my custom posters, click here.
You can also purchase Authentic "Motivate THIS" Mental Poo Merchandise at the 'Mental Poo' store, or click any of the images below to be taken right there.
Yeah. I'm in it for the money.
Duh.
Moog out.
Friday, March 05, 2010
Motivational Filler - Romance
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16 comments:
I appreciated you ruining all my FOND childhood memories and now I have to go poke my eyes out because of the visuals in my head of my parents. Now they are just FONDLE memories. Just wanted to tell you what an influence you have on my life. Thank.
Ah, romance.....
My mom fondled my balls only we didn't make a big deal of it much less a poster. Motivate that!
Taint funny.
Hey,
I am a frequent reader and I follow you on twitter as well. Anyway I saw this "group" on facebook and figured you were the creator. Lots of motivational posters and other good gems.
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Oh-Man-Im-Going-To-Hell-For-Laughing-At-That/298119912550?ref=nf#!/pages/Oh-Man-Im-Going-To-Hell-For-Laughing-At-That/298119912550?ref=nf
Thanks for the laughs
such sweet romance.
although the ball fondling made me dry heave a little bit. because you know manscaping was NOT 'in' back then.
So what have you spent all the money on?
The thought of my mother touching anyone's ball is enough to make me throw up.
Ewwww, I just did.
Whats all the fuss about? You're talking golf balls, right?
TELL ME YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT GOLF BALLS!
Nice, Moog. Thanks for that.
Thanks, that's just what I needed.
My husband is always asking me for a sunrise.
* vomits at the thought * If she was still up at sun rise guessing she was a bit plastered.
Oh, god. You just unearthed a long-buried memory with that dad's balls remark.
It's not what you think! I just saw them, once, as a child. My dad was wearing loose-fitting pajama bottoms and . . .
Thanks Moog. I'll be erasing that picture from my mind for the next year or so.
After my dad died my sister thought it'd be awesome to tell me everything she knew about my parents sex life.
THAT was awesome.
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