NEW GAME!
Can you guess what's in Miss Chavette's ass this week? Go on, have a go. She's just begging you to.
Send your answers to the comments box.
Star Prize: An evening with Alan Scrotum and his one man band. Fuck it, we'll even throw in a pack of Custard Creams.
Categories: The Weekly Game
posted by Manny Kulkowski at 21:43
20 Comments:
Is it gooooooold?!?
22:51
Is it Che Guevara?
23:04
Is it my little brown pony?
23:07
Is it an enema?
23:24
Is it Winston Churchill
23:33
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01:25
Is it Spain or perhaps the fictional country of france?
09:17
Is it the complete works of Pablo Picasso?
09:40
Is a travelling company of dancing shit-monkeys?
10:46
Could it be a fistful of shit fingers? My ass is always banging those out. Or it could be a Pooh Snake? Vicious things those with enough venom to make a man numb from the big toe down.
10:57
I bet it's wee Jimmy Krankie
12:38
is it the whole of goldie looking chain?
20:27
That was my guess you cheating bastard, Marsh. I'll go for a nail and pubis salon then but if wee Jimmy Krankie's right I want the prize.
12:51
Is it Thora Turd?
17:21
Or is it Douglas Hurd? This is making me so hot, might have to just slip the finger in a bit but am at work. If only I had a frig tent to hide in!
17:29
Sorry that should of been Turd, Douglas Turd. Shit, that weirdo in Finance has just seen me slip it in. Bastard.
17:30
Dear Miss O'hole. Collect your wages and remove yourself from our offices forthwith. It's no mystery now as to why your mouse always smelled of fish pie. Get out.
12:01
Is it Jenny O'hole's job prospects?
15:45
That's horrendous
16:59
Indeed it is. Miss O'hole, would you like a job?
14:36
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