Your mom is weird.
Whore
Submitted 4 weeks ago by Chippys_mittens@lemmy.world to [deleted]
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Comments
MantisToboggon@lemmy.world 4 weeks ago
Chippys_mittens@lemmy.world 4 weeks ago
HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world 4 weeks ago
zerobot@lemmy.wtf 4 weeks ago
the most ancient profession in italy
jaybone@lemmy.zip 4 weeks ago
Oh, I’m not in /c/dadjokes
Chippys_mittens@lemmy.world 4 weeks ago
Who?
HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world 4 weeks 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 4 weeks ago
Pasta is love so it was a fair exchange.
uuj8za@piefed.social 4 weeks ago
Penne pasta
laughs in Spanish
nymnympseudonym@piefed.social 4 weeks ago
I picked up a pastatute in my cah in Boston
HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world 4 weeks ago
laughs in cavatappi
HeyThisIsntTheYMCA@lemmy.world 4 weeks 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 4 weeks 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 4 weeks ago
Even worse, she is a…dad.
basxto@discuss.tchncs.de 4 weeks ago
pasdadution
Peppycito@sh.itjust.works 4 weeks ago
I hustle my skills at recovering furniture. I’m an upholstwhore.
TigerAce@lemmy.dbzer0.com 4 weeks 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 4 weeks ago
Chippys_mittens@lemmy.world 4 weeks ago
11/10
sundray@lemmus.org 4 weeks ago
I would never trade my virtue for mere pasta.
There’d better be some fuckin’ garlic bread or focaccia on the table, too!