Mornings are like bumholes.
However, due to constraints on space, the precise relationship between morning and bumhole is left as an exercise for the reader.
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Aardvark and so at last, I understood, Sun 8 Feb 2026, 9:05,
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You want me to exercise my bumhole?
I think that’s getting a bit too familiar a little too quickly. But it’s nice to be asked.
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garold you're on mute I SAID YOU'RE ON MUTE, Sun 8 Feb 2026, 10:01,
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You misheard.
'Exorcise', not 'exercise.'
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Mr. Tea 'ulmmm'/'mmneurgh', Sun 8 Feb 2026, 12:39,
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