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steviemcfly:

welcometothelauracone:

glossylalia:

boehnertroll:

thedailywhat:

Teste Tincture of the Day: Wellington, New Zealand’s Green Man Pub recently introduced a rather night-marish sounding cocktail that’s equestionable at best: Apple-infused horse semen.

The “active ingredient” arrives fresh from a Christchurch stallion farm, and is severed chilled in a shot glass for NZ$25 (US$20) a pop.

According to pub co-owner Steve Drummond, women were the drink’s chief clientele. “”Ladies thought it was great,” he told The Dominion Post. “A couple were going to go home and get their husbands to eat grass.”

[tdp / metro.]

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BARFING ALL OVER THE PLACE

NO! WHY?! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?! WHY ARE YOU BUYING THESE! NO! 

getting jizzy with it (na na na na na na)

I think I could get over a lot of things from girls’ pasts, but drinking horse semen is not on that list. Especially going to a bar and being like, “You know what would be good? Apple flavored horse jizz!” I just can’t even.