At age 61 the Italian Stallion’s scrotum is bulging with veins, but his testicles, the size of kiwifruit, pumped full of human growth hormone, are rock hard and fully waxed for the Ultimate Badass Competition. Deep in the jungle, when Sly rises into man pose and flexes his cremasteric muscle to prepare for the violence ahead, it is glorious. His mercs swell, the missionaries weep, and hot girl silently explodes in her pants. Because it’s like, deep in his aging vas deferens, he’s harboring vengeance. For the total unleashing of man fluid splatterworks upon the Burmese people has been building with fury since the party at Kitty and Stud’s. John James Rambo, we who are about to watch you kill gratuitously, salute you.
Can Sylvester Stallone Still Crush A Man’s Head Exploding It With Only His Balls?
