Thursday, August 19, 2010
Powerturd Says “Durrrrrr….”
Powerturd: “Durrrrr….”
Drunk Dina: “Wha-?”
Powerturd: “Bleeeeeeehhhh.”
Drunk Dina: “Woo!!!”
Powerturd: (sniffing)
Drunk Dina: “Can we reconcile phenomenology with Lacanian psychoanalysis or are they incompatible when forming a meta-philosophical ethos?”
Powerturd: “Fweeee….”
Powerturd pulls down his trunks and says “durrrrrrrrrrrrrr……”
Drunk Dina yanks up her top and says “check these puppies out for phenomenology…”
pwerturd “awwwwwwreeeeeeeet……’
Shaved Pit Reveal is making me very uncomfortable. I have some serious doubts that he is heterosexual.
Drunk Dina: Can I whisper something in your ear?
Powerturd: Uh-Huh.
Drunk Dina: What is that wet stuff?
Powerturd: Uugh?
Drunk Dina: It’s Jism you hairless freak. Fuck off
Powerturd: Buuuuurrrrp.
Powerturd: [Fist held high, spit dripping from the condum dangling from his clenched fingers] Hmmmmrrrg!
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Drunk Dina: Hoooo! That is the last time I do that! HAHAHA! Whooff! Was that ever like, you know, stuck or something. Hee! Spitt-oooo! Am I ever glad you came along I could have choked to death did you know that did you see me choking or something because I was like REEEEEEEEAALY choking and not when the guy’s cockk was you know in my mouth or anything but I was really choking can I get an appletini I am THIIIRRSTY which is wierd ‘cuz my mouth is all dr—
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Powerturd: MMMMMMMGGGG! [STUFF! POKE! RAM! JAM JAM JAM!]
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Drunk Dina: Ack! Gha-aack! Uh Uh Uh! KKHAAAAOORK!
I see Lamar is checking out Sioban’s new murse for the rocking evening that is coming up.
Mr. White’s aim must be off. He’s filling Powerturd’s mug, missing Dina’s mouth, and isn’t even remotely near her butt. If he’s not careful the Micturation Society of Boston will give him a vote of no confidence and take away his presidency.
An exhausted Cornelius was relieved when he felt the pulses of climax coming from the invisible horse’s cock as he milked the seed into Agatha’s eager mouth.
I see that Doc Bunsen and I are drinking from the same bottle today.
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Cheers!
@Crucial Head^
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You realize by using “Agatha” you’ve opened a door best left shut. Looking forward with dread and shriveled cockk to all of the Bertha, Marg, Flo, Nola, and Deloris’s we’re going to get over the next couple days.
Splicing Doc Bunsen’s comment with mine would imply that Mr. White had a horse cock. With that in mind, I believe I have fulfilled my “gay thoughts” quota for the day…
@Scrotato Head,
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I keep my Cornelius, Elmer, Otto, Willard, Mildred, Agatha, Ursula list very close by when in comes to captioning photos. For I am a nostalgic person by nature.
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And by “nostalgic person,” I mean chronic mastubator.
Invisible dildos are getting larger.
Drunk Dina stumbles into a gay pirate bar and throws up on the first toilet she can find.
Land Ho!
This must be in Key West. Not that there’s anything wrong with that…..but the fellow in the clean(?) white ‘beater is carrying a purse as UFO Destroyers indicated.
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Meanwhile, Powerturd tries faking the fart noise, though his strong effort accidentally forced out a real one simultaneously. Dina was, like, “sooooo grossed out” by the whole thing and threatened to stop being his beard, choking on the intense semen smell.
DarkSock’s spent condom hanging from rafter next to white t-shirt… Dina, “EEEEEEEWWWWWWW!” PowerTurd, “Yuuummmm!”
I scanned this quickly while I’m in the middle of something. All I caught was a lot of “durr” and Cornelius and Mr. White’s horse cock. I can always count on you guys to bring the weird. Either way, from the looks of that mug, I’d say Mr. White needs to drink more water, horse cock or not.
His faith in humanity finally sundered, Lämp unhooked himself from the ceiling, tied a white flag of surrender in his place, and slipped silently out the back door, a trail of bitter, unseen tears evaporating in the peanut shells behind him.
I will overpower your sense of reason with my cup-o-pee… come here and be gnawed bleeth…
After a long day of volleyball, Powerturd regales Drunk Dina with tales of his glory days as Captain of the Air Cocksucking Team’s victory in his junior year.
I don’t mean to alarm anyone, but I’ve just noticed that this sexy little pixie on The Chive seems to be the same un in the HCwDB book that DB1 snapped in Rehab along his journey into the Heart of Doucheness:
http://thechive.com/2010/08/18/there-are-sexy-chivers-among-us-30-photos-2/
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Afraid I don’t have the book to hand or I’d give you the page no…. (pages stuck together anyway)
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Is there anything that The Chive won’t steal? Fuckers.
@Crucial Head^
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I’ll see your Willard, Mildred, and Agatha and raise you a Waldorf, three Monas, a gaggle of Ediths, and one crusty old Theodore.
While researching the effects of drinking horse urine, Powerturd was pleased to discover that it was quite effective for hair removal.
@ Mr Scrotato Head 9:40am
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I think I hear the Hall of Mock calling.
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It comes with a gift card to Jiffy Lube and all the Red Vines you can eat in eighty minutes. It’s pretty awesome.
First off, I often experiment with diet and dehydration to alter the color, pH, and consistency of my Home Bladder Brew, so don’t be questioning my process.
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Second off, I’d already finished off Dina’s first mouthful when this picture was taken AND filled douche’s mug. Dina, like a slutty little baby bird, was just begging for a second shot.
“I slink, therefore I am”
powerturd pumps his arm and a truck blows it’s horn…
Photographic evidence of the world’s longest spit string.
Lance regales the Hotts with stories of his days as Wilt Chamberlain’s ‘s personal fluffer.
The stank armpits overpowered Esmerelda who nearly fell to the floor of the Jimmy Buffet bar. Guido gave it a fistbang while Mötley Crüe blared in the background.
She looks like she’s waiting for something. I am not sure what it is but it might be long, hard and full of seimen.
She must be hungry. Younger porn stars often revert to form when drinking heavily. It can’t be helped, and the only way to deal with it is to feed them.
Better ask one of us, douchebag. You are obviously not up for it.
S.A.D.A.S.A. Suck A Dick And Say Awwww. You heard it here first.
WTF fake milf porn spam bwahaha!
hey what was Drunk Dina’ blood alcohol level when she produced that razor-sharp metaphysical analysis?
i think we might be on the verge of discovering the liberal arts version of Ballmer’s Peak (see below):
fuck. is it because it’s png?
anyway, the pic i was talking about is here.
Off the banter, boyz, the shaved head lacks the requisite tatts to make me even consider him a douchebag, and the arm motions, well, they’re a dime a dozen these days. However, I would hand him a shirt in the cafe-bar, but if it’s near a beach, he gets an auto-excuse.
They both ought to be slapped silly with a tuna and mayonnaise sandwich.
testing
testing again
(test)
And I’m STILL not dead.
tests are crap
I live in Jersey, you assholes. And I’m STILL not dead.