Sunday, December 31, 2006

Happy 17 A.G.!!


As we enter the year 17 A.G. (After Greico), I hope all of our parties end up like this roasted turd chestnut. With sixteen hotties all drinking from the classic Ubiquitous Red Cup, and one skeezy scrote who’s more interested in the camera than the perfect munchy leg he’s perching on.

It can’t be good to want to tie this feral slice of small intestine to a ball of metallic razor blades and roll him down a hill. That can’t be a positive emotion heading into a New Years, which is supposed to be about change, and uplift and positivity.

Feh. Screw positivity. Lets chain up Grinny McCheese to a tractor pull and go bear hunting.

One question: Is the 7-11 Big Gulp Red Cup the Ferrarri of Ubiquitous Red Cups?

# posted by douchebag1

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