Categories Uncategorised Hell hath no fury like a woman with glue Post author By Gary Post date November 3, 2005 Slaby said O’Toole waited until he fell asleep and glued his penis to his stomach, glued his testicle to his leg and glued the cheeks of his buttocks together. Then came the nail polish. Slaby claimed O’Toole dumped it all over his head. [Via Fark] ← Three to five days, my arse → Recycle, recycle, recycle