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Our young people ... the hope of the future ...
We're doomed ...
Posted by: O the Umanity | April 26, 2012 at 08:27 AM
I don't think this blog has any moral stand to take when it comes to naming penises.
Posted by: Omniskeptic | April 26, 2012 at 08:33 AM
I refuse to have anything to do with the Biebers' penis.
I mean, that's an issue I won't be handling.
*sigh*
Posted by: Punkin | April 26, 2012 at 08:58 AM
Jerry's kids?
Posted by: Cheesewiz | April 26, 2012 at 09:02 AM
I propose we name the "underlings" Itchy & Scratchy.
All in favor?
Posted by: Punkin | April 26, 2012 at 09:04 AM
Count me in Punkin. I wonder what this guy calls his?
Posted by: nursecindy | April 26, 2012 at 09:11 AM
If Jerry is trending up for more than four hours, however, he should see a doctor.
Posted by: Dan S. | April 26, 2012 at 09:11 AM
And if he's around long enough, his fans can name his prostate.
Posted by: Betsy | April 26, 2012 at 09:27 AM
Some young people do the strangest things.
Posted by: Theresa | April 26, 2012 at 09:40 AM
That's too familiar for strangers. It's name is Gerald.
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | April 26, 2012 at 09:50 AM
When I was a teenager (back in the 70's) I named mine Mitt. I even had "Mitt" tattooed on Mitt. Mitt was my pride, and her joy. Now Mitt is kind of creepy, going gray, and not nearly as relialbe. But the thought of Mitt being in the Ovum Orafice keeps me going.
I know, way TMI. Deal with it.
Posted by: random thunking | April 26, 2012 at 10:51 AM
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better better better better better better Whooooooooo
na na na na na na na
na na na na hey Jerry
Posted by: manual tomato | April 26, 2012 at 10:58 AM
I've got so much honey the bees envy me.
I've got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees.
Well I'd guess you'd say,
What can make me feel this way?
My Jerry,
My Jerry,
My Jerry,
Talking bout my Jerry.
My My Jerry!
Posted by: manual tomato | April 26, 2012 at 11:01 AM
NC - I don't think that guy has one.
Posted by: ubetcha | April 26, 2012 at 11:09 AM
NC - I don't think that guy has one.
Posted by: ubetcha | April 26, 2012 at 11:09 AM
n'cin' ... tnx fer that link ... woken me up ...
HOWever ... are ya sure he has one?
How duz u know?
Posted by: O the Umanity | April 26, 2012 at 11:10 AM
My only interest is in protection from any such issues.
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | April 26, 2012 at 12:05 PM
Beiber has a penis? Are you sure? Can we get a medical affidavit to that effect?
I wish him luck, in any case, as he and Jerry star on
that other Jerry's show, called Stringer? Jerry and Jerry have a lot in common, IYKWIM.
Posted by: funny man | April 26, 2012 at 12:37 PM
Way TMI, thunking. I never really thought about naming mine anything. Seems like a weird thing to do, if you ask me.
Posted by: Elon | April 26, 2012 at 01:30 PM
I tend to think of him as a giant Ken doll.
Less likely to mess with my digestion.
Posted by: Wolfsong | April 26, 2012 at 01:43 PM
Looong ago, a girlfriend named mine Gregory Pecker, cause it was always acting up.
Posted by: Curtis E Flush | April 26, 2012 at 01:50 PM
'Course, now it mostly answers to "Urinator".
Posted by: Curtis E Flush | April 26, 2012 at 02:51 PM
The actually nickname?
"Shorty".
Posted by: PirateBoy | April 26, 2012 at 04:27 PM
I thought it was "li'l squirt"
Posted by: Elon | April 26, 2012 at 04:48 PM
Once, the biggest flirt (and most eager gossiper) in school wuz walkin' past the locker room when one of the guys went out ... I wuz between the shower and the locker area, and din't have my towel properly arranged ... she wuz starin' straight at me, until the door went closed ...
I wuz really nervous about whut the stories would be the next day in study hall ... but I din't need to worry ...
She couldn't stop laffin' long enuf to think of a nickname ...
Posted by: O the Umanity | April 26, 2012 at 05:11 PM
Is his ass named Ben?
Posted by: Ralph | April 26, 2012 at 05:50 PM
Cindy: Lonesome George?
Posted by: Steve | April 26, 2012 at 08:47 PM