Monday, October 29, 2012
D.J. Zack McDickwad is Why We Fight On
As long as D.J. Zack McDickwad still exits, rubbing the fertile thighs of slutty hott party woos, then we fight on.
If not for the kids, then for the suckle poke.
Kids and suckle poke should probably not be in the same sentence, even if the verbal transitory clause makes it clear that two distinct conceptual allusions are being used purely as contrasting referents.
The Guido to Herpster transgromification is near it’s end.
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I call for retroactive Carousel. Sons.
Nice side boob reveal.
I guess wearing cheap sun glasses and a cheap hoodie gives you street cred with the pro skanks,
The Uni-bomber sure has taken care of himself in the pokey.
What’s the life span of these assgoblins again? Like 3 years and they’re back living in mom and pops basement asking if you want to supersize that?
WHO IS THE CHICK ON THE LEFT?????? UUUUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!
You can tell she has a good heart, too – after all, she’s trying to be nice to the terminal phase AIDS patient on her left……..
Diddle Dee and Diddle Dum pose with the pool boy. $20 solo or both for $30. Such a deal
Stacy, on the left, has cheap breast implants that she paid for with the extra cash she made working as a cocktail waitress at the Holiday Inn Express right near the Atlantic City airport hoping her bigger bolt ons would score her a gig at the Borgata or at one of the better go-go bars in town, but she was wrong. She drives a 2005 Mitsubishi Spyder Convertible that she bought used 4 years ago and says things like, “Once I get a real gig I will make bangin’ money, yo!” and “Ain’t no man who can say ‘No’ to me.” Her idea of a classy evening includes a bottle of sparkling wine that doesn’t have a screw top and condoms that she didn’t have to pay for.
This DJ plays a new 12″ version of ” Who Let The Dogs Out” called “Who Let The Skanks Out”.
Whoa…just turned on the news for the first time in a week.
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A hurricane’s about to hit a buncha pasty New England honkies instead of Redneck, Brown and Black Southerners?
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Now watch FEMA jump through their own asses to rend forth aid with record speed now that first class Americans have been hit with a hurricane…REAL Americans, not the “fly-over” state ones.
Perhaps god decided he’s had enough of the Jerz people?
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I know, too soon. But god will continue his work. {spect}
Dark Sock enthused by
White Man’s Guilt. Also designed all
East Coast’s Burden. Son.
It is not stoned enough.
It gets the hose. The pizza
And water bong hose.
It can’t be Friday
Again. Need doobage to re-
Claim sleep and munchies.
Windy nights call for
Caulking and much bigger doobs
For sake of sleepy.
Hurricane Sandy
Name of first year co-ed. She
Blew candles and cocck.
Rev, those are the best
Okay, they’re the most recent
Monkeyhole haikus!
Monkey hole begs for
A new Haiku to put in
its new monkey hole