Friday Thoughts and Links
I’m gonna go easy on ya for this Friday Thoughts and Links.
So have a lineup of tremendous, award winning purity gnaw, and with only minimal ‘baggage.
With only a likely nottadouche Brothabag whoopin’ it up in the background. And his whiteboy sidekick over there on the left, Jon.
Jon don’t say much. But he does love the Vegas In for the Weekend Bachelorette Party Woo Hotts from Arizona State.
As do we.
So we can’t begrudge Brothabag Frankie or Sidekick Jon. Here’s two nottadouches and goinpeaces Now get out of the pic. There’s legs to gnaw.
Here’s your links:
Your HCwDB DVD Pick of the Week: “Hey, Cookie. How about we stop playing all these games?”
Of the many Guido Dances we’ve laughed at over the years, none were as innovative as the techno basketball shot.
If you’ve ever wondered what happened to E.T. and Eliot, here’s your answer.
There are many images of America. Very few explain the inherent contradictions of Americana quite like this image of two billboards. My new motto: I’d rather be at Big Jim’s Boobie Bungalow.
HCwDB reader Emmitt makes a video where he goes Cougar Hunting.
Want one image from a book from your childhood that’ll make you cry? Here you go.
Mmm… librarian hotts on “Community.” One of the best shows on TV right now.
Speaking of children’s books, here’s a disturbing development: Teaching toddlers to wear douche-shirts.
But you’re not hear for children’s books. You’re here for Pear:
Mmm… like two marshmallow aliens fighting for global supremacy on planet suckle thigh.
Go out. Go out and mock/lust. For the weekend is uponst.
for middle green suit Hott, next to pink-Mammary-Mama, her bikini bottoms would only cover about 1.5% of her forehead.
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And from the looks of it, only about 85% of her labia majora
If I stare at Lines Pear long enough, my hand starts vibrating. Back and forth and back and forth and back and forth and back and forth . . .
Those Bieber girls are the most beautiful thing I have seen on this site. They have to be in porn, Son.
I’m partial to the pink fun-baggins, but I could go for some GoldMammaries.. brutha bag cant wait to pee in someone’s butt.
yeah.. green-kini has some 5-head! That’s some tiny clam patch…
From right to left:
I’d hit it, I’d hit it, I’d hit it, I’d hit it, I’d hit it, I’d hit it, I’d hit it, I’d hit it with my car.
That Fake ET-X Trailer is beyond awesome.
Speaking of Baron von Goolo and the undead everywhere, a vampire beats Wells Fargo courtesy of Barstool Sports:
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Best comment: ive watched enough twilight to know that this isnt this guys first rodeo. probably has studied these types of laws throughout his 436 year old life. bet you he had this set up for at least 60 years waiting for the right moment.
Hate to break it to ya, but those two billboards appeal to the same demographic.
No one crushed more pussy than Shel Silverstein.
This one has it all: live, great tune, screaming/ harmonizing Les Pauls through Marshalls turned up to 11 featuring Gary Moore on one of them (eh, Medusa?) and Phil Lynott out-Springsteening Springsteen:
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So I’m tryIng to make “Saturday Night Bieber” an Urban Dictionary worthy euphemism for a (possibly homosexual) bizarre sex act. So far, it involves a Flowbee. Any other ideas?
I would like to surgically attach my mouth on Pink Top’s right breast and my right hand on her left breast. Society at large may disapprove, and sure, there may be some awkward moments at the Mary Kay holiday parties, but we’ll make it work somehow and the good will certainly outweigh the bad.
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Or Gold Top’s.
Hmmmmm Latina Ass Pera
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@Massengil, Canadian maple syrup?
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Big Jim is my hero, and I’m willing to bet some good TN shine could be had if you play your card right.
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Nice Bass Lynott has there, Loves me some Bass
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Son!!!!!
@memphis doucheworkers, on the reg too. I mean “Where the Sidewalk Ends” alone netted him more poon than any normal man could even dream of. “The Giving Tree”, more like “The Giving Bush”. Am I right Silverstein groupies?
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ET X was funny. Oh Eliot, how you used to set my prepubescent heart a flutter. You’re not that bad looking now either. I’d still Reeses your Pieces.
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Big Jim’s Boobie Bigalow, what’s on tap for communion? Also is it cool if I catch a few Z’s? If the answers are beer and yes then you’re ten times better than church.
@soy bomb 4:18p, you are right, we do not approve.
@Massengill
The gay receiver after being assraped, waits until his partner is passed out from from their weekly amyl nitrate bender. The Flowbee comes out to shave his head, The next act involves a brown shower similar to a Bieber with sideburns. After this the original receiver smacks his victim in the face with a mop.
Rev, you left out the detached ’57 Plymouth Fury antennae whipping on the bare sweaty ass, then the dunking of the unconscious partner’s head in a swirling toilet, thus delivering the trademark Bieber-Do”, or “Bieber Doo-Doo”, depending on the contents of said toilet.
When I see the picture up top, I pause and wonder “What would Pumpy have done”?
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He would have moved his ponderous bulk from girl to girl, honking each breast with a massive paw.
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And that’s OK.
Just watched the Queen-soundtracked 1980 Star Wars cash-in Flash Gordon with my boys. They loved it; damn it was cheesy but fun, much like Plinky’s Mom.
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In honor of this site, to paraphrase Max Von Sydow’s excellently played Ming the Merciless:
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Pathetic douchlings. Hurling your boners into the void, without the slightest inkling of twat that’s un-haired. If you had known anything about the true nature of the pooniverse, anything at all, you would’ve hidden from it in terror.
I think DB1 got it wrong when he called the two billboards an “inherent contradiction.”
The placement of these two billboards were no mere random event, but were the result of divine intervention.
We can rest assured knowing that when we leave the surly restraints of earth and ascend into glory on wings of angels, we’ll be greeted by a sign hanging above the heavenly gates which read, ”
Big Jim’s Boobie Bungalo straight ahead.”
^Great. Even when I’m dead I’ll be surrounded by complete and total boobs.
Lines Pear has put Peter Frampton tracks in my head, mainly wishing I had “Lines” on my face.
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Baby, I love your way. Do you feel like I do?
I justed watched “the king’s speech” !!1!!!
justed. speecch
Thanks Vin D,,,,my old rockerbag ass was listening to those Gary Moore/Snowy White solos with my computer speakers held to my ears.
Started watching Rosalie, Dont Believe Me, etc.
Ming the Merciless,,,,,fuck yeah guys.
The King’s Speech had zero boobs, zero fire. Beavis and Butthead do not approve.
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And yes Mike Judge is finally behind enough on mortgage payments that he’s bringing them back. Let’s hope they don’t give the boys DB1’s time slot.
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^I said “Slot”. Huh huh heh heh huh huh huh
aside from tha brotha, a bunch of soft fat american pigs…..love me a soft white sow! yum
I forgot how much I love bikinis on wimmin.
Seriously, Aqua hott’s bikini bottom isn’t big enough to cover a wart.
Gold Star bikini overexposes fat molecules.
Turquoise green bikini underexposes aqua fabric.
Pink bikini is rare two-in-the-pink and one-in-the-stink.
Asian hott bikinis are fraternal twins of Oriental Five-Spice Happiness.
Right-End bikini has tit-drift-apart syndrome,also apparent in simpatico leg spread.
Left-End rainbow bikini has pump’er for pot-o-gold hanger-on.
AND…Tall Douche has Tabloid Yellow droopy drawers which scream louder than Boob Chorus, and moobs to show his solidarity with the ladies.
no passes for Brothabag and whitey Jon.
there. i said it.
@ Vin D 3:45–high five, I see you. RIP, Gary.
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“The Giving Tree” makes me cry like a little bitch. No lie. However, this Silverstein classic makes it all better.
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“detached ‘57 Plymouth Fury antennae whipping on the bare sweaty ass, then the dunking of the unconscious partner’s head in a swirling toilet”—- I just came.
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Damnit.
Iâm partial to the pink fun-baggins, but I could go for some GoldMammaries.. brutha bag cant wait to pee in someones butt.
And yes Mike Judge is finally behind on mortgage payments that he is bringing them back. Let’s hope they don’t give the boys DB1s time slot.
Still dabbing the pee from my leg over the “Saturday Night Bieber”, “Bieber-Do” discussion… Get it in Urban Dictionary please!