Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Chudwick The Boiled Cuddles with Lacey
Shut it down!!
Shut it all down!
For God’s sake, someone pull the plug!!
The internet is lost, good sirs and madams.
It’s over, Johnny.
Over.
Get thee to the Closet of Poo, Chudwick the Boiled. And Lacey, thy thighs be done.
Dammit…who left Steve O in the broiler too long?
He makes Cheeto Man blush. And by blush I mean mutual fellatio.
This pic makes me question the existence of God. How this orange, queer, Howdy Doody looking, ass-clown can get his sorry ass within 10 feet of this pure suckle hott is a complete mystery. Makes me want to start drinking early today.
Rambo dies in the original ending. In the movie he commits suicide when Trautman refuses to pull the trigger. In the book Trautman blows his head off with a shotgun.
He looks like the sperm bank mixed Pee Wee Herman’s sample, scraped of a theater floor, with Adam Lambert’s sample, scraped off a gay club’s glory hole floor and cooked them in an Easy Bake Oven© to impregnate horse-faced Anal Teen Mom Farrah Abraham ©
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Whatever that means. But it could be worse. You could be related to Chudwick the Boiled and have to look at that thing across the Thanksgiving table
@Magnum Douche P.I.
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So are you saying it’s unseemly when I start drinking as soon as I get out of bed everyday?
Drinking “early” is all relative. Anybody can close a bar. Takes a real man to open one!
Gay AND douchey. Yikes.
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She’s cute and cuddly, so wtf is she thinking with her presumably pea-sized brain?
Chudwick’s thoughts as he gets ready to hit the club:
I’ll wear the Tux shirt- because the LAY DEEEEES- will think I’m coming from some fancy high end charity event-
The REAL bo tie so she will think I am SO FIST I CATED!! Shit I don’t know how to tie it-
Man you never tie it- let it hang bro- she will know you are there to chilax after working at your high paying gig YO!!
Gotta let the shirt hang open, just so0 show off that fine tat and let my nipple poke out so she knows I’m busines and ready to show her my BOD-
Now some axe down the chest into my pants show she knows where the money trail leads.
DAMN I wish I could bang myself-
Dr. B. / Ed Hardy Har: Hey, I never judge. Er, ah, wait, yeah that’s all we do here. Never mind.
Adam Lambert, or Adam Corolla?
Jim Carey in The Mask.
“Sorry madam. The lobster is off tonight.”
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Where the hell do you wear velour sweat pants and a black sports top to anyway? I’m so confused.
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