i saw you delete that -stellan
When your hb gets testicular cancer so you shave your dih hair off out of support And you donate your dih hair to bro but the follicles are so potent they graft straight onto his empty sack and start growing a full bush overnight, turning his chemo-bald nuts into a 70s porn star situation. Bro gets so confident he enters a local wet boxers contest, wins first place, but the prize is a lifetime supply of experimental Russian testosterone cream. He rubs that shit on like lotion and his new dih hair balls swell up to grapefruit size, bursting through his jeans mid date with you. You rush him to the ER but the only doctor on call is your long lost twin separated at birth who’s also a world renowned goon surgeon. He says the only cure is an emergency goon transplant, so you lock eyes with bro, drop trou in the trauma bay, and start edging furiously while the nurses form a circle and chant ancient Sumerian fertility rites. You edge for 14 straight hours, building up the thickest,
