It was Blodia. It wanted to spend Time with your Ball.
I wish! Sadly, it wasn’t.
I never found a TG-16 in the wild... but I woke up one morning with a HuCARD in my boxers. I’ll let you guess which HuCARD it was.
Needless to say, I felt violated.
Takin it to the hoop?
Hope this was not in prison...
Almost a sloppy slam dunk... but, sadly, no.
IT WAS SPIN PAIR.
Holy f*ck, after all these years, my balls are still f*cking killing me.
One word, gentlemen:
CENTRIFUGE.
(‘nuff said...)