Cheap Therapy

Last time on Cheap Therapy: What are you smoking tonight, Sparky? This is kind of like being in a bar with no bouncer. All I said was I was trying to comfort my rod and staff. Like, hey baby.. why don't you tend my garden? You should probably know that right before the show I almost set my wheelchair on fire right between my crotch where I spilled some alcohol and dropped an ash and it sort of caught fire a little bit. This guy's buttcheeks are going "bubbity, bubbity, bubbity". Who knows what will happen this week?

Last time on Cheap Therapy: That costume smells. There's probably something nesting in it by now. Stay hard Dan, see ya later. No suspenders can contain her boobs and no panties can... well, they on the wall, so there's that. "It was a pickle that yodeled, it was panties on the wall. It was therapy, and it was cheap..." CT review written by Dickens. Who knows what will happen this week?

Last time on Cheap Therapy: My ass looks really good in these pants. Well, listen, as long as I can make it down the fire pole, we're good. MrsSET's Spin cycle’s over Queen is a member of the Mile High Club! I just won five bucks! That's okay, Sparky, because the parachutes don't work. Well, Queebie, if Hunter Biden can snort Parmesan cheese off a rug, you know, what's litter box deodorizer amongst us? Who knows what will happen this week?

Last time on Cheap Therapy: Mama, we got bees in the ceiling. Do it Sissy. Do him again. Freelance gynecologists. I'm surprised you didn't gong me halfway through that stupid story. Keep that little f***er tucked into your purse. Who knows what will happen this week?

Last week on Cheap Therapy: George, who dates a tuna salad, and Queen, who plays church music on a pickle. It's not the amount of wrenches. It's what you do with them. I may roll into town and scare people. Oh, hell, just stick your finger in your mouth and hum. Don't worry about vibrating your lips. I'm seeing dead relatives. Grandma, is that you? We just did a hover on a pickle. I think I'm seeing Jesus. Oh, my God. Who knows what will happen this week? Join us in the chat!

Last week on Cheap Therapy: Ed said he smacked himself in the forehead with a drill or something, I guess. And part of his bangs came out. It's hard to breathe compressed air. It's like trying to inhale cookies. Honey, bring out the... The Hose. Which one of Queen's stories is the best so far? And it looks like panties on the wall. I would take the falling dildo story and the points myself. Oh, man. Need a bingo card or something. Why did I just hear a cuckoo clock? Who knows what will happen this week? Join us in the chat!

Last week on Cheap Therapy: "That guy can pack a box!" "What do you have that cancels terrier farts?" "I've got a mole that looks weird..." "She's asleep in my lap and just melted my hair." "I'll bet she'd say hit one more time." Who knows what will happen this week? Join us in the chat!

Electric Butt Plugs would make a great name for a Punk band Max Welts and Grey Sweatpants Queen, this isn't your first encounter with a falling squirrel. They need to shave those boxes.... Who knows what will happen this week? Join us in the chat!

Last week on Cheap Therapy: Liver mush seems like something ya throw at the cat. You'll eat the internal organs of an animal but you won't eat its brain? Head Cheese? Wasn't that a Foreigner song? I like big burgers, stuffed with blue cheese. Biscotti painted the Sistine Gardening Shed. Who knows what will happen this week? Join us in the chat!

Last week on Cheap Therapy: I haven't eaten cereal in years.. been sticking to gas station burritos and coffee. Moddy taught me to heat up my grapenuts. Here we were, talking about stuff and then Sparky takes a left turn and forces Queen to eat a banana...I don't know whether to laugh or turn into a viscous liquid. I don't think psychedelics should ever have been regulated. Who knows what will happen this week? Join us in the chat!

I have a peruvian. You should see it around the pyramid. Duct tape and snow machines. The hair on my legs has disappeared. Boeing: its almost "Boing", but not. They ain't spraying perfume... Who knows what will happen this week? Join us in the chat!

Psykosity: They have their finger in something of mine, and it damned sure isn't a PIE! Patrick: We done need a door opening in space. Cowfoke: Hey Lazagnah! Need another seven astronauts! SET: And I remember when Evel Knievel couldn't jump the snake river with a rocket. Who knows what will happen this week? Join us in the chat!

Incoming train wreck!

Incoming train wreck punctuated by colorful commentary from our favorite chat. We may hash out the latest God-like mandate from Gab, so come prepared!

Incoming train wreck!

Come get your heart on tonight!

3 dames being inappropriate, hilarious, and spicy. Join us for a little music, "educational" book covers, and the tasteless memes you’ve all come to love! Vids, Music, Chat

January's been 37 days long, so let's blow it off the map tonight!

We may be cheap but we ain't easy. Chat, videos and inappropriate humor.

Gear up yer boonjangers, cover the dog's ears and close up yer windows tight; lest the neighbors hear what we have in store tonight! Come join us in the chat at 7:30 PM E 1/17/24, and please hit that "like" button and give us a follow while you're at if ya don't mind.

Still waiting for the new year to improve? So are we. 😁

Three trains are on a collision course. One train is full of pizzas, one train is full of beer, and one train is full of balloons, confetti, and sex toys. What do you have when all three trains collide? Answer: 3 dames being inappropriate, hilarious, and spicy!

Watch out y'all! Queebie has a bottle of prosecco and you know what that means!

Christmas lights, snowball fights, drunken elves, heavy metal carols, eggnog shots, and...what? That's not what's happening? No Sparky dancing with Peppermint Patty pasties? 😒 Damn... Join us anyway to music, some laughs, and the best group of similarly demented chatters in the world. Hope to see you there!

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