I'd quite like him to go and seek the motherfuckers out and butt-rape them to death with his giant, circumcised Jewish schlong.
There was also the big problem of me not knowing how you're meant to look after a rank, flappy, old sock on the end of your dick. Doesn't it get all cheesy? I wouldn't want to be showing him internet pages of a load of old Christians piously scrubbing their bellends with Imperial Leather and have no answer to the question: "Why is mine all squinty and gross like an anteater when yours is all sleek and beautiful like a python, Dad?"
usw, usw....
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There is no skin like foreskin