taste changes depending on what a dude eats... asparagas is supposed to be the worst

but yeah, an over reaction to something like mustard...

by the way... a layer of jissum disguised as frosting? how fricking thick of layer was that? Because I don't see that as frosting like material... too mobile.. now if he'd used cinnamon buns and said it was the icing on that....

Must be a pretty potent fellow to wack off onto three cakes.

Lots of Oysters?

Heh . . .

Perhaps he'd had owl blood flowing deep down within his veins from some distant relative?

You owls are whores . . .

Hey.. at least he gets paid.

owls don't ejaculate and they don't have penises... they mate by rubbing their anus together while the male secretes semen, a process that takes a manner of seconds :D

Well that takes the 'hoot' out of Hootington.

Hey thanks for that image, Damalis.