Your mom is weird.
Whore
Submitted 1 month ago by Chippys_mittens@lemmy.world to [deleted]
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MantisToboggon@lemmy.world 1 month ago
Chippys_mittens@lemmy.world 1 month ago
HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world 1 month ago
zerobot@lemmy.wtf 1 month ago
the most ancient profession in italy
jaybone@lemmy.zip 1 month ago
Oh, I’m not in /c/dadjokes
Chippys_mittens@lemmy.world 1 month ago
Who?
HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world 1 month ago
c
c/dad
!c/dadjokes
i’m not sure if any of those are actual links but i don’t care
Kenny2999@lemmy.world 1 month ago
Pasta is love so it was a fair exchange.
uuj8za@piefed.social 1 month ago
Penne pasta
laughs in Spanish
nymnympseudonym@piefed.social 1 month ago
I picked up a pastatute in my cah in Boston
HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world 1 month ago
laughs in cavatappi
HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world 1 month ago
my cat doesn’t exchange sex, she exchanges pets and cuddles for treats and we call her a treatstitute when she’s getting really beggy.
TigerAce@lemmy.dbzer0.com 1 month ago
My 3 monsters are just plain whores. They lay on your lap so they are higher to the table, so they can steal our food from it. Cheese platter? Impossible. They are trash cans, as they collect trash from neighbors and eat the leftovers back in my garden. They are drama queens, complete terror, evil geniuses, whiny bitches, cute AF and my 3 little babies.
WorldsDumbestMan@lemmy.today 1 month ago
Even worse, she is a…dad.
basxto@discuss.tchncs.de 1 month ago
pasdadution
Peppycito@sh.itjust.works 1 month ago
I hustle my skills at recovering furniture. I’m an upholstwhore.
TigerAce@lemmy.dbzer0.com 1 month ago
To a Pastafari this is a religious act. Our heaven is filled with beer and pastatutes. Our hell too, but the beer is past it’s expiration date and the pastatutes have STD’s.
WhiskyTangoFoxtrot@lemmy.world 1 month ago
Chippys_mittens@lemmy.world 1 month ago
11/10
sundray@lemmus.org 1 month ago
I would never trade my virtue for mere pasta.
There’d better be some fuckin’ garlic bread or focaccia on the table, too!