Monday, July 12, 2010
Muggy Rodriguez
Muggy Rodriguez is your standard issue Dallas Douche (stupid shirt, stupid face, white belt, spiker hair, etc.)
But Rosalyn on the right’s breasteses are a once in a lifetime glory of glories high holiday holiest of holies with a Leonard Cohen Hallelujah thrown in on high speed remix.
Their soft nuzzly nuzzles must be triple-taked to be appreciated. Looked at once. Then double taked. Then triple taked. And then spit taked. And then out taked. And then a quiet moment of repose with a nice port wine.
Her best friend, Candy, is quality hottsicle as well, and I thank both of their mothers for genetic gifts, and their fathers for emotional coldness leading to revealing clothing purchasing beginning in their early teen years.
That face deserves a kick to it.
Candy and Rosalyn are just too young to know better. I am just too old to not look at there bobbies and ass while wearing tight mini skirts. Thank you ladies and f you muggy!
I think it’s awesome that DB1 was able to string together four straight words enging in ‘ing’ in that last sentence. Brilliant work, boss!
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Additionally, BOOBIES!!
^^enging = “ending”
Candy needs to find new friends as Roslyn renders her invisible.
As Vin worked the enormous chaw of potted meat in his mouth the girls giggled, eager to perform their bar-clearing impression of “mama bird and chicks”.
Muggy Rodrigo was dared by his boys to go see if he could get a picture with these 2 HOTTS!!!, they obviously felt sorry for him as he’s such a wank and obliged
WTF was I talking about about Rodrigo for? the corn fed juggggs on Rosalyn are outrageously awesome, she might be a woo hott though but I don’t care.
@smackdouche: You’re right. In most other instances, Candy would be considered grade-A prime hott material, worthy of most lusty gnaw. But being anywhere near Rosalyn renders her (and, let’s face it, most women) absolutely off the radar. You can’t help but stare at Rosalyn. More specifically, those awesome, powerful mamms of glory.
Rosalyn. HoH. Now.
somewhere underneath and center of those boobies, is the happiest little pocket of air in the world.
Nick Swisher hoists a shot to celebrate Muggy Rodriguez blowing him in the men’s room handicap stall .
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Soon after. Muggy’s number was called to pose with the Jaeger girls . As this photo shows, Muggy still hasn’t decided whether to spit or swaller.
T’was a bar hag in Dallas named Rosalyn
That ever’ D Bag wanted their cockk in
But she only eats Candy
At that she’s a dandy
For blue balls they all need a Bufferin
BTW, I’d pay the $39.95 monthly recurring fee to watch Rosalyn eat Candy
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Id chew thru a titanium chest harness to get at those badboys!
i’ll take the bait Vin
her titties as simply ginormous
like the cock on a well serviced stud horse
i’d lick em & squeezw em
i’d rub em & please em
then spackle em without any remorse
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doh!
As the great fashionista stylist Diana Vreeland once said, “Pink is the navy blue of India.”
And the upstaging power of all smart Hotts in the presence of other Hotts.
Along with big boobies.
the hotts today are running strong.
just like the douchebags. sigh.
Yes, indeed. I’d pay a $39.95 recurring fee to watch Rosalyn eat just about anything provided she has that dress on: Lumpy oatmeal. A toad. Cat bacon. Nutsack-of-yak. Roadkill casserole. A condom full of gravy. Whatever, bring it on.
The left-hand boobies are real; please bare
The right-hand boobies are fake; don’t care
But the boob in the middle
is pure horse piddle
though I don’t think DarkSock’s been in there.
While, Rosalyn has some enormous boobies…
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What was I saying before I was distracted by boobies…
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Wait, not that again. oh yeah, Candy is a beauty.
Now that I have that off my chest…
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I’d like to jam my beer between Rosalyn’s meat bumpers while nailing her from behind, just to say I did it.
I’m sure I’m missing some pop reference, but Muggy looks just like his shirt.