Tuesday, October 12, 2010
The Philosophy of Max Smell
Lets face it. When it comes to the Philosophy of Max Smell, there are some things in life that just can’t be taught.
Like how you know that parking spot is coming if you just turn left on Doheney.
Or that no matter whether the Tuscans defeat the Spartans in the battle of the Fjords, or the Spartans defeat the Tuscans, Max Smell will still giggle at boobies.
Lotsa big boobies!
He’s not even that big of a douche. Yeah he’s a dip shit, but I’m not sure about a douche.
@DLandtheNews: Uhhhh…frosted tips? Shaved Chest? GSR? Jesus bling? Ginormous women’s glasses? If that’s not the stuff of douche, I’ve forgotten what is.
He’s a notta…more likely a silicone salesman for Dow Corning. Those are his samples.
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Yikes.
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Left hott is the only normal one in that photo.
Caption: “Bolt-ons and Bitch Tits.”
He’s auto, auto…
Is that Brooke Shields on the right
I do like right Hott’s style but the rest of this scene is nausea inducing.
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Max is one drunken visit to the men’s room away from slipping on the wet poolside and cracking his dome on a cement trash barrel. That would be awesome to witness or induce
Where’s the Vegas solar death ray when you need one?
Can you Smell what Max is cookin’? A berth in the Weekly, that’s what.
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He’d be a shoo-in with but a smirk or a stupid tribal tatt. The certainty drops with how much he’s enjoying himself.
His torso looks like a brown paper sack stuffed with cottage cheese.
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What’s the estimate on total cosmetic surgery costs for this pic– $250,000, $400,000?
I love when hot chicks wear high heels with bikinis.
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What’s the male equivalent? Do I wear my Johnston & Murphy oxblood wingtips , honed to a mirror-like shine with my board shorts at the Mandalay Bay wave pool?
Six Bleeths and a saggy-bag. It’s demoralizing. I may have to leave work early to start drinking this photo out of my memory.
It’s like you want to lust after these chicks, you really do, but there’s something wrong with each of them. No, “wrong” is too strong a term. There’s just something “not quite right” with each of them. Like, once the cameraman stopped taking pictures, brunette on the left hobbled off to massage her club foot leaving a trail of orange pus and curses, and the straw headed blonde next to her collapsed backwards onto the pool lounge and slipped out of her set of plastic legs revealing two scar covered stumps from a cotton gin incident in her youth, while the brunette in the middle pulled her bikini top up so that her two additional heads could breath more easily.
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Something like that.
So, did Billy Ray tell Miley (on far left) that this would get her career moving towards the adult genre?
I like sluts and vestigial tails. He just needs 25mg of hydrochlorothiazide twice a day and his water retention problem will cease. His BP will go down too.Unless he’s chasing the Goose with the Bull or an ‘Ade in which case he may need to be tested for an electrolyte imbalance like the one Greeney has in her chesticles.
His BP in this picture is 220/douche.
Not bad for a guy that has a gutter over his belly button
At least it appears Kaylie has come to her senses and gone to the delousing chamber.
It’s ok, Max, you can put all of your fingers on Pink Bikini’s hip, who, by the way, seems to be packing something.
Pink Bikini’s tits are so spread out they are in different time zones.
Goldie blonde on the end might be a Malaysian shemale, not that I would know what one would look like, I’m just sayin that…hmmm ok, forget it
@ vin 11:59
picture in my head has me LMAO!
and all true
Tony Orlando and Prawns.
Don Wrinkles.
Wayne Tootin.
Garth Schnooks.
Frank Sinatra Poonior.
Engelbert Sneekaskank.
Bob Poohart.
Cirque de Olay.
@ Vin 11:59
With black knee socks. God damn, that’s making me horny.
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Apparently the sternum is now a deadly weapon. ‘Cause Pink Bikini’s implants are both trying to get away from it.
Goldie is holding her breath to keep those things pumped up and to avoid Max’s buffet remnants.
I didn’t think the red sludge had left Hangary yet.
^fucc
I don’t care if it’s before or after Labor Day, the white shorts have to go. Along with Bitch-tits McGee who is currently occupying them. He’s gotta be an alternate judge at the Miss Pooniverse contest or else these chicks wouldn’t be within ten feet of him.
Very nice collection of plastic washed up on the beach there… Time to go Bleething!
I invite all (sans Sir Smell) to my bed to eat some crackers!
His torso wouldn’t look like an Iron-Man mask if he worked out more than just the one ab muscle.
You know that desk toy where you drop the steel ball on a string and it makes the others clack back and forth? We’d have the boobie version of that here if Ass Belch weren’t in the dead middle…
Is Max Smell the Earl Scheib of low-cost bolt-on jobbers? “For only $99 I can get you in a set of bolt-ons and have you up and in the club that very same night!”
@ Darksock 2:45
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Those toys are known as Newton’s balls. Yeah, Newton was one badass MF’er. But not as bad a badass as Mr. White.
It’s a Jeopardy question:
When do six chicks equal 13 boobs?
This. Is. SPARTA! *kicks Max in the nutsack and falls into the pool*
Come on, ladies, lets blow this pop stand.
omg, some of those tits look gloriously heavy.
So this is what the gals from Bob’s Classy Lady do during their time off? Hang out at the pool with a sagging gay bag while trying to recruit Ginger on the left to join the “Fun Bag Posse”.
from left to right: porn star in training, porn star, director, fluffer, porn star, retired porn star
This joker is pissing me off. What is it with him? Fuck, what a douche.
some philosophers get whipped around by a piece of ass (such as and especially Raphael Enthoven). but some philosophers, like Max Smell, gets to whip multiple pieces of ass around.
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what does this all mean?
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well, Raphael Enthoven is a douchebag, no doubt. but Max Smell REALLY needs to be electrocuted. the smell of charred douche will surely smell better than Max Smell.
Holymarymotherofrainbowbowlingballs, I thought I was lookin’ at a lineup in the gutter for a moment. Amazon hott on the far right is THE decent broad in the batch. Hard to believe a Bleeth can be classy but she pulls it off.
Max Smell likely has the requisite three holes in the ball, er, uh, head.
Wait. Little head.
Milfy milf to his right (our left) is in the other pic; she should have left the sunglasses on. Now the memory is ruined. Nice move, bubbles.
Max was happy with his AVN awards VIP package. He had to charge up his discovery card but man look at this pic.
Far left=Tranny!
There’re those boobs again; pity about the gut though Max!
Shouldn’t there be at least TWO hairy legs in this pic???