The Jungle Book
A sex act involving a peer sliding a banana up one's anal cavity, followed by allowing a live snake to enter the cavity for anal stimulus. All while holding a stuffed bear softly whispering "I love you Baloo".
Last night was wild with Darren when he did The Jungle Book.
The Jungle Book
Sex position where you whisper to yo girl's ear, "Trust in me."
Then proceed to slowly shove Rudyard Kipling's classic novel The Jungle Book down your hoe's hairy penis-pocket.
While sliding Rudyard Kipling's masterpiece, hum "The Bare Necessities" to arouse her.
When the book is halfway down there, proceed to light the outer half on fire.
Then scream "Behold the Red Flower!"
Now, pull out your Kaa, your Black Panther, your Gigantopithecus, or whatever you call your weiner and kill the fire with your piss.
Then normally fuck her.
After that wait for your man-cub to develop in her.
Then you're done.
Then proceed to slowly shove Rudyard Kipling's classic novel The Jungle Book down your hoe's hairy penis-pocket.
While sliding Rudyard Kipling's masterpiece, hum "The Bare Necessities" to arouse her.
When the book is halfway down there, proceed to light the outer half on fire.
Then scream "Behold the Red Flower!"
Now, pull out your Kaa, your Black Panther, your Gigantopithecus, or whatever you call your weiner and kill the fire with your piss.
Then normally fuck her.
After that wait for your man-cub to develop in her.
Then you're done.
"Do you prefer The Jungle Book be done by Jon Favreau or Andy Serkis?"
"I prefer it be done by Walt Disney."
"I prefer it be done by Walt Disney."
The Jungle Book
One of the worst Disney movies ever made. Disney is believed to have almost gone under after making this monstrosity. Aladdin, however, saved the company because it was so unbelievably awesome.
Only Jesse Lucas could love The Jungle Book because she was the weirdest in all the land.
jungle book
The area found between the legs of a women. AKA
-vagina
-pussy
-happy hole
-peperment patty
-cherry pie
-friut juicer
-cunt
-Moopy Moop
-South of the border
-vagina
-pussy
-happy hole
-peperment patty
-cherry pie
-friut juicer
-cunt
-Moopy Moop
-South of the border
I read her jungle book like a five year old who just learned how to read and is on crystal meth.
jungle book
An 1894 book by Rudyard Kipling containing three stories about Mowgli and four other animal stories including Rikki-Tikki-Tavi, the tale of a heroic mongoose.
Followed in 1895 by The Second Jungle Book which contains five more stories about Mowgli and three others.
In 1992 American author Pamela Jekel wrote The Third Jungle Book which has ten new stories about Mowgli.
The Mowgli stories by Kipling have been adapted for film and TV several times as The Jungle Book. The most famous is Disney's 1967 cartoon version, but it basically ignores Kipling's story and chucks in a load of songs.
Followed in 1895 by The Second Jungle Book which contains five more stories about Mowgli and three others.
In 1992 American author Pamela Jekel wrote The Third Jungle Book which has ten new stories about Mowgli.
The Mowgli stories by Kipling have been adapted for film and TV several times as The Jungle Book. The most famous is Disney's 1967 cartoon version, but it basically ignores Kipling's story and chucks in a load of songs.
Excerpt from "Rikki-Tikki-Tavi" in The Jungle Book:
Then he jumped. The head was lying a little clear of the water jar, under the curve of it; and, as his teeth met, Rikki braced his back against the bulge of the red earthenware to hold down the head. This gave him just one second’s purchase, and he made the most of it. Then he was battered to and fro as a rat is shaken by a dog--to and fro on the floor, up and down, and around in great circles, but his eyes were red and he held on as the body cart-whipped over the floor, upsetting the tin dipper and the soap dish and the flesh brush, and banged against the tin side of the bath. As he held he closed his jaws tighter and tighter, for he was sure he would be banged to death, and, for the honour of his family, he preferred to be found with his teeth locked. He was dizzy, aching, and felt shaken to pieces when something went off like a thunderclap just behind him. A hot wind knocked him senseless and red fire singed his fur. The big man had been wakened by the noise, and had fired both barrels of a shotgun into Nag just behind the hood.
Rikki-tikki held on with his eyes shut, for now he was quite sure he was dead. But the head did not move, and the big man picked him up and said, “It’s the mongoose again, Alice. The little chap has saved our lives now.”
Then he jumped. The head was lying a little clear of the water jar, under the curve of it; and, as his teeth met, Rikki braced his back against the bulge of the red earthenware to hold down the head. This gave him just one second’s purchase, and he made the most of it. Then he was battered to and fro as a rat is shaken by a dog--to and fro on the floor, up and down, and around in great circles, but his eyes were red and he held on as the body cart-whipped over the floor, upsetting the tin dipper and the soap dish and the flesh brush, and banged against the tin side of the bath. As he held he closed his jaws tighter and tighter, for he was sure he would be banged to death, and, for the honour of his family, he preferred to be found with his teeth locked. He was dizzy, aching, and felt shaken to pieces when something went off like a thunderclap just behind him. A hot wind knocked him senseless and red fire singed his fur. The big man had been wakened by the noise, and had fired both barrels of a shotgun into Nag just behind the hood.
Rikki-tikki held on with his eyes shut, for now he was quite sure he was dead. But the head did not move, and the big man picked him up and said, “It’s the mongoose again, Alice. The little chap has saved our lives now.”
Jungle Book
This is particularly prominant on ladies of the much older variety where the labia hangs down like two covers of a book. To top it all off its covered in so much shrubbery that it resembles the deep forestation of a jungle, so darkly shrouded that the only thing visible is the danglation of flappage.
hey bro are you making eyes at the granny over there. Yeah man that's one jungle book adventure I'd like to take.
Jungle booking
The act of scratching/massaging your back on an object such as the corner of a wall or a tree. Similar to Baloo, while he sings Bear Necessities in the movie Jungle Book.
Damn bro, sorry for jungle booking on the corner of your pantry.
You jungle booking son of a bitch.
You jungle booking son of a bitch.