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For a time, I was an avid sinkpisser. I probably went over a year without pissing in the potty. It was so easy to unbuckle my pants, and let that meat log hit the edge of the bowl with a smack. The sink was always perfect pissing height too. No splash. But then I started running into problems that threatened the longevity of the piss. You see, I would shut the drain hatch, so I could look upon my creation. One time I even pissed blood. But the white bowl white start to get these stains on the inside. I could never explain this if my parents asked. To this day, there are stains, and I must confess I have largely given up the sinkpissing ways. I do however, still do it in public bathrooms or if I'm at someone else's house, so I guess I didn't entirely quit. This is my story.
For a time, I was an avid sinkpisser. I probably went over a year without pissing in the potty. It was so easy to unbuckle my pants, and let that meat log hit the edge of the bowl with a smack. The sink was always perfect pissing height too. No splash. But then I started running into problems that threatened the longevity of the piss. You see, I would shut the drain hatch, so I could look upon my creation. One time I even pissed blood. But the white bowl white start to get these stains on the inside. I could never explain this if my parents asked. To this day, there are stains, and I must confess I have largely given up the sinkpissing ways. I do however, still do it in public bathrooms or if I'm at someone else's house, so I guess I didn't entirely quit. This is my story.
allow me to explain.
Extreme Destroy D1ck December is where you nut as many times that day according to the date factorial.
On Day 1 it's not so bad. It's just 1, so you nut once. Day 2 isn't bad either, since 1 x 2 = 2. Day 3, 1 x 2 x 3 = 6, so a little challenging but nothing too major. Day 4 is where it really starts though. 4! is 24. So that's nutting once every hour. Day 5 gets worse. 5! is 120. 120 / 24 = 5, which means you nut 5 times per hour. Day 6: 720 times per day. That translates to 30 times per hour or once every 2 minutes
By December 31st you'd be a dehydrated corpse, but if you somehow survived:
31! is 8.22x10^33.
That / 24 is 3.43x10^32.
That / 60 is 5.71x10^30.
Divide by 60 again and you get 9.52x10^28.
Divide by 1000 and it's 9.52 x 10^25 times. Every millisecond. An incomprehensibly large number of nuts every millisecond, if someone could please calculate the amount of energy required for that it'd be greatly appreciated
"Man f uck you i see you at work"
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" WHAT "
" Ugh, Mf'er "