Wednesday, April 14, 2010
The Nipster ‘Bag
There are good nip slip revealing shirts. And there are bad nip slip revealing shirts.
This concept breaks linearly by gender.
And Danny is unclear on the concept.
While Cowgirl Ronnie inspires rodeo clowns to bitchslap pedantic panhandlers with nunchucks. Which doesn’t make sense. But, boobies.
Danny might be unclear on the gender.
Is that a belly chain or a tattoo of a belly chain? Wow. Just wow.
This is really confusing
Save a horse, ride my cock. Hell, I’d let her keep her spurs on. Actually, I’d prefer it.
“Oh no you didn’t” says the nip
She is all Teri Polo as Pamela Martha Focker/Roller Girl Heather Graham with a dirty enhanced bleethness all rolled together in something I woulkd smoke. I would bang her with my saddlehorn. Cum along little doggie. He has a see through Brian Bosworth type pre metrosexual shirt that his cousin Stackhouse gave him after he was too swole. He is also gay.
The hairdresser appreciation night causes too much mind blowing gender bending.
Barbeque is done, a few snorts, time to start drinking homemade hootch and lemonade, a few cheap beers in the sun with my new dollar store shades and a few tranquilzers as the stars come out up north.
And then pray that sweet death is not 40 years away.
She is a tight little skank. Which, I admit, is just my type. On a date, she would probably offer you gas money to drive her home.
All Belinda heard was the twang of a distant tension cable being loosed from its casing before she felt a slight tug at her waist. Then… everything went cold. Marvin’s gallant attempt to steady her shoulders went unheeded by her newly bisected thorax as the cleaved halves slowly slide apart, leaving a clump of useless legs covered with warm entrails and Marvin, holding the empty, lifeless husk of his former girlfriend.
Douchebag, please
That was the long answer to Massengill @ 1:14pm.
mmmm….white. my favorite color on a hott. (elvis’ favorite color too!)
Something about this photo looks creepy and Danish. I don’t know if I want to be in this place or not.
I think they both would look better if they just switched complete outfits entirely.
Holy Hell. She makes me all tingly down in my no-no area.
She has pornstar written all over her. In siemen.
I’m picking up an alarming trend towards more feminine douchebaggery.
She needs to get her money back for the boob job, as her left one looks to be in her arm pit.
Possible gaybag? I don’t know, though, because it seems there’s no depth to which a straightbag won’t go for spectacle which was formerly the realm of gaybags.
Nip-a-dee-doo-dah, Nip-a-dee-ay
My, oh my what a douche of a day!
Plenty of nipples pointing my way
Nip-a-dee-doo-dah, nip-a-dee-ay
Mister Douchebag on her shoulder
It’s the truth, he’s Axe-y
Everything is red and scratchy
Nip-a-dee-doo-dah, Nip-a-dee-ay
Sickening feeling, maybe he’s gay!
Blue Hat + Blue Beam o’ Light + Blue Gaybag Shirt + Blue Jeans = This Pic
My Staring at this Wondrous Cowgirl + Having No Privacy = Blue Balls
douchebagsezwhat?
See-through shirt, white jeans, and pukka shell necklace?
Definitely gay.
Terrible boob job, blue cowboy hat and wraparound skirt?
Waitress at some southwestern gay bar.
Nips and sternum equals nipsters, both of ’em.
There once was an androgynous choad
But we all knew t’was cockks that he rode
His butt he’d festoon
Singing “Fly Me to The Moon”
With a queer in every zip code
Yeah, it seems like we’ve been overrun with super bleethy skanks and weirdo gaybags lately.
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I blame Obama.
@Vin Douchal
Fly me to the moon. Great song. I may have to go give Mrs. Kroeger a wedding dance arse fuccck. Fuck I’m old. Might need a Cialis with a Columbian afterboost.
Have to wait until the future jumpoffs go to bed.
Sirs/Madaams
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I don’t know about you folks but Ashley Dupre, the hooker that brought down the Governor of New York, makes me gaga. Her sultry looks and bad girl past drives me nuts.
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She’s in this month’s Playboy looking de-fucking-licious.
Ashley’s Playboy photos NSFW, duh
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Fwap,
Vin
^ @ Vin Douchal
First: nice job on the mocking tunes. Downloaded from iTunes. Well done, sir.
Second: what does young Ashley’s ab-tat say? I couldn’t make it out. I’ll put my money on “Elliott splooged here.”
Next?
@ Horace
Thanks, Bro !
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I think Ashley’s tatt states “tutela vulal” which I believe is Old Low Norse for “If this steaming pussy could talk …”
she is a trophy wife, in the same way over 35 softball leagues give trophies for batting average championships.
Cowgirl Ronnie is really hot.
I’d pee in her and the horse she rode in on.
@Vin Douchal, 4:16 pm, April 14:
Agreed.
Regarding legalized prostitution: Imagine the public revenue to be raised by a tax on payments to women such as she (was).
I propose as a name for the tax: “Howser-cancelling-his-malpractice-insurance-for-much-sex-with-Ashley Tax.”
Cowgirl Ronnie makes me want to Saddle Up.
how manhy time i gotta’ tell u???
GAY BAG DOES NOT COUNT
I thought Adam Levine had a new album about to drop.
The only reason I can fathom that she would let the gaybag hang off her is that she likes it when he sucks her dick…and for that reason, I don’t think I want to get to close to her. And definitely she had a boob job – the left one has a dent in it where I would park my member on a Friday night if she let me…and by let me, I mean that if she wasn’t a tranny, and by tranny, I mean a stand-in for gaybag when the bar closes.
Big, luscious hooters …
it’s time to nip the Nipster in the bud.
whatever that means.
and Cowgirl Ronnie can nip my bud any time she wants to.
A retarded bleeth, a gaybag, some shitty club music, and few tabs.
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Exquisite.
I can see that cow girl’s udders.
wow i would juggle shuriken while running around the perimeter of the roof of the sears tower while being chased by kaa the python just for the chance that i would die and be reincarnated as the owner of the sweatshop in brunei who in a fit a impatience due to diminished speed of production accosted the worker who stitched together that bikini.
@Vin Douchal: wow. A woman whom men paid thousands of dollars per session to sleep with is really, really hot. Who knew? 🙂
She is rather smokin’, ain’t she?
Oh my word! She is AMAZING!!!! Hell yeah. Oh how I wish the nip slip was reversed on this photo…
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Those are some seriously luscious boobies….
ahhah this is blatantly an original genuine photo from the 90’s! oh how nostalgic this piece should be carefully placed in a museum of douchebaggery with a timeline and anthology with information about the evolution of doucheness.. yesss quite an interesting piece this I would say this photo was dated circa 1999 notice the sarong and transluscent vest which indicate this as such was the fashion at the time. for more information take a look at simon scharmas published works on What 90’s ravers did for us – rave or die & the history of ecstasy