goddess_nemesis
Level of Quintuple Citrine Feather
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A man is driving home late one night and is feeling quite aroused. As he is passing a pumpkin patch, he thinks to himself, "You know a pumpkin is soft and squishy inside, and there is no one around here for miles."
He pulls over to the side of the road, picks out a nice juicy looking pumpkin, cuts the appropriate size hole in it, and begins to slake his erotic desires.
Soon, he is really into it, and doesn't notice the police car pulling up. The cop walks over and says, "Excuse me sir, but do you realize that you are screwing a pumpkin?"
The man looks at the cop in complete horror and then down at the pumpkin he is holding between his hands. Thinking real fast, he says to the cop, "A pumpkin? Damn! Is it midnight already?"
He pulls over to the side of the road, picks out a nice juicy looking pumpkin, cuts the appropriate size hole in it, and begins to slake his erotic desires.
Soon, he is really into it, and doesn't notice the police car pulling up. The cop walks over and says, "Excuse me sir, but do you realize that you are screwing a pumpkin?"
The man looks at the cop in complete horror and then down at the pumpkin he is holding between his hands. Thinking real fast, he says to the cop, "A pumpkin? Damn! Is it midnight already?"
