You got one shot, one opportunity, don't disappoint me

You got one shot, one opportunity, don't disappoint me.

Name me something better appreciated when it comes in pair.

shoes

Tits

Boobies!

BBC Steve

Me in a threesome.

FAAAAAAART

TWO GIANT BLACK NIGGER BALLS ATTACHED TO MASSIVE BLACK THROBBING ERECT NIGGER DOCK

ALL OF THIS FUCKING MY WIFES CUNTHOLE

I'll have to go with Bozangas Steve!

*cup hands in my manboobs*

Ok Steve, but before I do, why don't you double check what you have written on your little card there, hmm ? We wouldn't want any embarrassing mistakes, would we ?

Black men on my wife's face.

Digits

Dubs?

sorry, the number one answer was trips. you lose the $5000.

Oh my lawd

World Wars

DEEZ NUTS, NIKKUH !!!!!!

kek

a ball

The popular TV show 'Guten Abend Dusseldorf' used to feature a light-hearted quiz game segment called 'How Well Do You Know Your Neighbours?' in which two teams of personable and well-groomed families competed against each other to win a pleasant prize such as a matching set of hand-tooled shoehorns engraved with their initials or a free pass to the Cheese Museum. The contestants were required to guess fellow burghers' responses to certain surveys featuring questions which were somewhat personal in nature and yet of an undeniable sociological interest.
Some years ago before our sad falling out I and my family took part in this televisual tourney. As fate would have it I was the one selected for the vital head-to-head challenge which would decide whether we went home in triumph with the prizes or tasted the bitter herbs of defeat and congratulated the victors as best we could. The question was, 'Name something you might keep in a garage?' My opponent went first and diffidently ventured, 'An unruly and ill-mannered child.' As it happened, only 10% of those surveyed had given this response. His disappointed family rebuked him and said that he would be kept in the garage from then on and he hung his head in shame. My heart quickened with anticipation. There were three possible correct answers remaining, all of them with a higher score than his. The genial host, Max Selbstbedienung, turned to me and said, 'Ulrich, please name something else you might keep in a garage?'
In a loud, clear, confident voice I eagerly responded: 'Many, many rolls of clingfilm.'
A noise rang out across the studio to indicate it was not, a horrible blatting sound of two notes like a Bavarian belching, that sounded something like 'Eh-ERRR.' This noise, which rang in my blushing ears over the unpleasant remarks from my family all the way home and haunted my dreams for many nights to come, is the terrible sound of wrongness and failure to respond correctly.
This sound, now, I make to you

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Its a cookie duster

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