You have saved me from all kinds of trouble with your sensible warnings. I did not think this through well enough.
If I might trouble you further, o wise one, how about up against the shed wall, each in a pair of welly boots, standing in a paddling pool half full of water?
I guess you’d get donut sugar in your belly button? But if your already heading down the road of fucking donuts, that might not be a concern.
Probably get ants though.
You have saved me from all kinds of trouble with your sensible warnings. I did not think this through well enough.
If I might trouble you further, o wise one, how about up against the shed wall, each in a pair of welly boots, standing in a paddling pool half full of water?
Wellys?! You sick degenerate fuck. Safe sex with the homies starts and ends with Crocs.
Oh, you’re right. Crocs are much, much easier to wash.
See, everyone should plan their sexcapades on lemmy, you get very high quality advice.
Oh, wait, wait, I just thought of something. BRB.