I was given Mr. Happy when I was a small boy. The Mr. Men books are some of the first books I remember. Mr. Tickle. Little Miss Priss. Mr. Square. Mr. Grump. Fine characters, all. Fine characters. Mr. Happy found a home in the attic for many years, then one day was cleaned out and returned to me. He's sat on a shelf ever since. At some point last night, it seems he decided to go for a stroll. Little could he have known the horror that awaited him. The following crime scene images are of a graphic and brutal nature. They may not be suitable for all viewers. Parental discretion is advised. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The police have released the following photos of a "Creature of Interest" in this case. He was known to be at the scene during or near the time the crime took place. The Creature of Interest is a black male, approx. 28 dog years of age. Though it is unclear at this time, he may suffer from an addiction to bacon.
Oh, I've been in here too long... That's where my mind automatically went and I thought... why isn't he posting this in the Bad Sex Experiences thread?
Wow. This is NOT what I thought this thread was going to be about. I expected it to include discussions of Cialis or Viagra, and/or the immediate need for them
This brings back bad memories of the time that Mr Tickle lost his arm during a game of hallway rugby when I was 6.
Don't worry, it happens to all guys at some point, except me. Wait, what the hell is this topic about, anyway?
Call me Mr. Innocent, but for once I didn't think about that when I saw the thread title. Just call me Mr. Sad.
I had to convince myself that it wasn't about his penis before I opened it. The penis was too obvious.