theroomyouneverenter:

slimetony:

transgirl-princess:

slimetony:

guys lets brainstorm a post

setting: 1950s london

*british accent* oh fuck i got my balls caught in the trolley. sure glad the beatles arent around yet to write a song about this

balls in the trolley, asking for help all alone while he cries out in fear

no one comes near

nutsack is hurting, it’s caught between rivets and pulleys and gears

nobody hears

(To the tune of Eleanor Rigby)