it feels like getting metal fish hooks caught in your johnson, then thrusting the johnson into a deflated baloon. then yanking on the fishing lines until all hooks come off, each bearing a little more flesh from your now flaccid cock.
It's not even the sudden warming. It's also the sudden cooling of a boiling hot piece of glass being set down which can literally explode the glass. If you do this, and you don't fuck up your bong by putting the water in, set it on a blanket for a few hours.
It starts melting in your hand, then slips and breaks and then everyone beats the shit outa you, steals your money and leaves you in the fucking ghetto part of town to walk 6 miles back without any fucking pants at 2 in the morning.
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks- Ghandi
Guns don't kill people, last run kills people. - WankerTanker