Crikey, there go 10 years of tantra build- up. Best go change me knickers.
Not Botox – PARALOX!
“Blimey! This is definitely not like the lap dances I get in L.A! That IS a woman isn’t it?!”
Sting’s face recuperates after 6 hours of oral tantric sex with his wife.
“I have a small penis.”
Yikes that tantric sex session wore me out
wow, I didn’t know you could fit that there.
That’s the last time I shake hands with Britney..
Why didn’t someone tell me I married Trudie Styler?!?
Listen to them, they’re dying, R2. Curse my metal body. I wasn’t fast enough. It’s all my fault.
Bloody hell, Trudy! My penis is sticking out of your arse!
Bloody hell, Trudy! Is that a penis I see between your legs?
“That is a shirt Britney, not a dress!!!”
Oh dear lord! Tantric sex ISN’T pretty at our age.
Yeesh…my armpits really do reek.
He finally came.
“Wow, so that’s what a career looks like after its died and rotted to nothing? Note to assistant, paint all mirrors black.”
He just watched the Stern/Birkhead video