I found this amusing message on the R line’s Lawrence Street platform…
I always see what appear to be high school aged kids getting out there in the morning, and so I assume that one of them wrong this.
The first three words by themselves wouldn’t make me crack up, but the use of the word “hole” at the end there did the trick for me.
Cause, you know…after 3AM on a Saturday night women at bars are looking for anyone to go home with, and as such go up to all of the men left in the bars and say, “I want you to f*ck my pu$$y hole” – and on occasion you’ll get, “I want you to f*ck my pu$$y sponge…”.
Happens allllllllllll the time, not.