Oh my.
What?
Look at that.
Where? What?
The guy dressed at Spider-Man.
What about hi… oh man!
Yeeeeah.
You’d think that if you were going to wear a full-on Spider-Man outfit you’d think about underwear.
I did not need to see that.
I will say that…
Don’t go there.
Well Spider-Man swings around town. And we now know his balls swing too.
Argh. Yes.
They’re kind of hypnotic. Every time he strikes a new Spidey-pose it’s like a grandfather clock in his pants.
Yeah, not my scene.
Fair. But it’s like the old song.
The old song?
The old song.
What old song?
Spider-Man, Spider-Man, does whatever a spider can! Spins a web, any size, watch his balls, stuck to thighs! Look out! Here comes the Spider-Man!
I hate you.
I know.
I never need to see Spider-balls again.
So… when I upload the video to YouTube?
Don’t share it.
Aww but I’ll add the song!
You’re a strange man, Mark.
But at least I know to secure my junk.
Thank heavens.
Unlike Spider-Man.
Distinctly unlike Spider-Man.
They really are hypnotic. I wonder if they’re on any known beat…
And we’re going.
Awwww!
Come on, let’s go find people who aren’t showing off their genitals.
Uhm, why?
…why do I give you openings like that?
That’s what he said!
…
Awww yeah.






May 3rd, 2011 on 3:58 am
I have a friend with what might qualify as the most dirty mind in the history of man. Needless to say I too get to hear, “that’s what she said” a lot… a LOT! :P
May 3rd, 2011 on 10:39 am
“it’s like a grandfather clock in his pants”
I very much look forward to one day using that in casual conversation.
May 3rd, 2011 on 5:19 pm
Awww yeah!
May 5th, 2011 on 11:51 am
DFJ: As it should be.
Lich: Please let me know when you do?
Erik: HAHAHA!