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Razzmatazz topped with hot fudge, strawberries, rainbow sprinkles, and whipped cream. It looked nasty, but you had to admire a guy secure enough to order sprinkles.
A tear-drop of green.
Knocking the shrieking goblins aside like skittles
Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits.
occasional puke puddle.
What's shaking, Gatorbait?
Kettle thingies. Yum.
Bubotubers," Professor Sprout told them briskly. "They need squeezing. You will collect the pus - "
"The what?" said Seamus Finnigan, sounding revolted.
"Pus, Finnigan, pus," said Professor Sprout.
licks donkey crotch,
Do you wanna see something swell?
pony, mashed potato, alligator, watusi, twist, jerk.
Chicken fizz! O Lord, protect all of us who toil in the vineyards of experimental chemistry!
sputtered and then
Prick us we bleed, prick him he pops.
The shit's gonna splatter. Start buggin' yo.
Squamous. He did not need to look it up. He knew. They
Aggle flabble kabble . . . snurp?
If I could claw the words out of the back of my throat and give them, dripping of me, to you, we would talk of sticky hands, and the messes they make.
Because it's never really sex until someone squirts.
These aren't cupcake sprinkles.
bowls of cornflakes,
I'm leaking brain lubricant.
Penetrates your iris, tenderest of sphincters,
In every one of the 'Squickerwonker' books, we will explore a new Squickerwonker character and their vice and how their vice generally leads to their undoing.
Didn't want to know what made a few squeals come from that general vicinity. That was textbook romance. I'd give up an ovary for that right there.
Blood! Blast! And Fire
screaming as they squeal down a Slip'n Slide
The thick plottens.
Ink, thinks Jacob, you most fecund of liquids...
I started with one squirt but didn't think that was enough, so I ended up accidentally spraying on six more. I went back to the beach to wait, smelling like a department-store tragedy.
Cruddy Mouthbreather
Giddy grasshopper
Take care ... do not leap and crush
These pearls of dewdrop
like a drop of ink in a glass of milk
I ain't Mary, so ain't a damn thing Poppin'.
Bloody flaming ashes
Stutter, stutter!
My balls crawl up my throat.
Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew! In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did too!
A small cup of the deceivingly cheerful cherry-red syrup
Bits of exultation kept peeping out, and Lucia kept poking them back.
The flesh of her butt jiggled like water-filled beach balls, oil drops dangling from a soupspoon, oversized Jell-O dessert cups.
strange, spiky pieces of
You mean to tell me,' I said, 'that every time I pleasure a young lady, I shoot into her two thousand million spermatozoa?' 'Absolutely.' 'All squiggling and squirming and thrashing about?' 'Of course.' 'No wonder it gives her a charge,' I said. A.
The squealing little arse-gerbil.
MOMMMM, I'm thirsty... What's this, just water?
The walls were wet and sticky, and peach juice was dripping from the ceiling. James opened his mouth and caught some of it on his tongue. It tasted delicious.
Stupid werewolf ninja sperm.
Snakes and bastards!
Oh, sweet peaches and cream, this hurts."
"Child, what have you done to your foot?"
Beth glanced down to see blood dripping from the side of her sandal. "Crap."
"Honey, that's blood. That calls for a shit or a damn or something stronger than crap.
I squawked attractively. Okay. That was a lie. There is no way to squawk attractively. It was rather unattractive. Arms flailing, legs kicking. It was just awful.
red-hot fireflies
I like to make them squirm.
Jesus, Neal, watching you eat with a spork is like seeing Helen Keller at a ladies' afternoon tea.
A peep, peep, peep, another peep, and that's it.Peep-- Barry Davies
Sweet potato fries
Barking spiders!
commotion and flurry.
Astonishingly slimy and dangerous
cheese cauldron.
Suck my hemorrhoids!
Lumpyface Lumpyhead
A sudden squawked command caused everyone within earshot to act for a split second as if they were shaking invisible martinis
Milk, blood, tears, urine, semen.
My anger subsides, I'd like to pee.
The slime that accumulates on the underside of a soap bar when it sits in the dish too long.
Ah those knock-out body fluids: blood, sperm, tears!
The dot that became a speck that became a blob that became a figure that became a boy
wankers snorting
Schist," said an angry voice from the grass. Hazel raised her eyebrows. "Excuse me?" "Schist! Big pile of schist!
Otulissa swelled up to twice her normal size. 'Well, SPRINK ON YOUR SPRONK!
Narinder squeezed the giant bottle of washing-up liquid until her fingers touched through the plastic. All she got was bubbles and farts.
In a moment of pure frustration today, I came to the conclusion that there is no angry way to say 'bubbles'...
pocket lizard licker.
[Leafpool] waved her tail in greeting as she padded past Cloudtail and Daisy; as she left the clearing she heard Cloudtail meowing, "This time try to pretend I'm a badger and I'm going to eat your kits."
"But my kits really like you," Daisy protested.
A crier of green sauce.
Sqwaak!" from Fletcher, the environmental crime fighting parrot in The Big Belch graphic novel by Kay Wood.
...All that grotty jiz crusting to sugar in my ass crevice...
Sugar flake that, yo. Snap, crackle, pop.
Jesus's bloody tears.
I won't ridicule you." He walked up to the window. "Want a Coke?'
"Cherry slurpe."
He rolled his eyes. "And you make fun of me."
"See? Ridicule because I want a slurpy."
"Vivi, you're thrity-one years old."
"Right. So make it a vodka slurpy and meet me at that table.
Figs that drip with honey, sugar blown into curls and flowers.
Seen the Fizzing Whizbees, Harry?" said Ron, grabbing him and leading him over to their barrel. "And the Jelly Slugs? And the Acid Pops? Fred gave me one of those when I was seven - it burnt a hole right through my tongue. I remember Mum walloping him with her broomstick.
Rainbow drops - suck them and you can spit in six different colours.
Whoa, who peed in your Cheerios?
What's your name?" was my first question. I couldn't keep calling him Squirty though my pants were proof of the moniker's accurateness.
"James Franco."
"Like the actor?" I couldn't help but ask.
His expression eased into a smile. "Yes, but poorer and uglier.
The saga of semen stained sheets continues.
Clap bombs, fuck moms, wheel, snipe, and fuckin' celly boys, fuck.
rashers of bacon.
astonishing splashes of colour
Slang, too, is the wholesome fermentation or eructation of those processes eternally active in language, by which froth and specks are thrown up, mostly to pass away; though occasionally to settle and permanently chrystallize.
Jumpin' Jehosafats, I think I just creamed my pants,"
Annette whispered, staring at Luke. Luke's eyes locked on me. He lifted his hand and crooked his finger.
"I was wrong about before. Now, I've definitely creamed my pants," Annette breathed.
The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo ...
Mencheres to Cat
What do you mean, Phib? asked Miss Squeers, looking in her own little glass, where, like most of us, she saw - not herself, but the reflection of some pleasant image in her own brain.
A lemon drop. They're a kind of Muggle sweet I'm rather fond of.
Sweet mother of twat tingles.
There are the boys for whom the ink of a million glittery gel pens was spilled.
Watch your step," said Slash.
Jig stopped, fully expecting to be shot, poisoned, crushed, or maybe all three at the same time. "What is it now?"
Slash pointed to a pile of brown, slimy goo in the center of the tunnel. "Hairball.
All her life she had wanted to squeeze the toothpaste really squeeze it,not just one little squirt ... The paste coiled and swirled and mounded in the washbasin. Ramona decorated the mound with toothpaste roses as if it was a toothpaste birthday cake
Shit spews from your lips as from the ass of a pig.
Squirrelpaw!" Brambleclaw's