Thursday, January 20, 2011
Prinze
Dearly beloved…
We are gathered here today to get through this thing called douche. Electric word, douche. It means stupid sunglasses. And that’s a mighty stupid thing. But I’m here to tell you, there’s something else. The boobie reveal. A reveal of never ending bounciness. You can always see the boob, day or night.
So when u call up that shrink in Beverly Hills, you know the one – Dr Douchebegone. Instead of asking him why Vegas is filled with scrotewank,
ask him why boobies beckon with primal call.
And…. scene.
with a couple side dishes of side pear
Double side boobage, but I like hers better.
Nice teeth. “Talk to Mr. Ed!”
It appears that “Prinze” is really a “Prinzess.” Nice tramp stamp “dude.”
Why do I have a strong urge to jump on my purple motorcycle and hit some jumps.
Wow, this is some D-list talent. He looks like Fran Drescher and is more feminine than he accompanying bleeth.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cdEE5Ph4p3A “Get some” Apollonia, SON.
Beverly’s smile faded as she connected the E-Flat bassoon note behind her with the smell of rotting eggs.
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“My name is Prinze….and I am funky.”
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Seriously….he *smells* funky…Chanel Number 5 and Axe mixed with beach bar run…
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…open a window!
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^ That’s RUM….dammit.
side tit ftw
thanks DB1, I believe I found the perfect place to warm my hands… just beneath Jessica’s mam flap
I know that look all to well she looks like an annoying whiny shrew who is constantly complaining and berating her husband. Meanwhile her husband, who’s working hard somewhere, is footing the bill as she lives it up cabana style with her androgynous friend/shoulder to whine on. She disgusts me on many levels.
Ask him the time, and the answer’s always the same: “D&G.”
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He’s yet to figure out what those spinning little wires are.
I’d turn her ass into an umbrella stand
He’s the “Flesh Prince of Bell Hair”.
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Sorry.
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@ETD: Bang on.
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Changed the locks on just such a Modern Harpy one weekend as she was on a road trip with her galpals and her version of Prinze. Funny how such an androgynous and “harmless” friend picked her up off the rebound in record time.
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It’s kinda like the old WC Fields joke; A man took my woman once, and I didn’t have the decency to thank him.
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Jeez I start the day with the Deans daughter whose perky happy go lucky smile and rockin bod kept my mind of this miserable day and the accumulating snowfall and then have to end it with this c&nty wench, it’s enough to make me jump off the wagon, climb into a snow mobile and head north to the land of Maple Leafs and hope the Rev will share some of his stash and I haven’t drank or did drugs in a year and a half. that’s how pissed off I am having to witness this beeyatch.
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Sorry for the rant, bad memories from the past
Do you think he’s a ninja?
@ Andy Capp,
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I hear you brother, in my case he was a starving artist, which she thought was so noble.
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This conversation might be better served in a MGTOW forum, but hardworking fellahs have much to fear from the seemingly harmless “urban hipsterbag”.
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Old Costello line: “So teddy bear tender and tragically hip”.
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My Favorite Ex fell for a Hipsterbag. He was gorgeous and clueless and tragic, and she ruined my shoe shine tripping over me on the way to him…
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Which made the inevitable “phonecall of shame” from her, six months later, that much more poignant…
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^ Which inspired my Lyle Lovett Large Band parody tune:
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“My Favorite Ex”.
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Side Boob and some Pear to go please!
I’ll bet she has a better smile when not overwhelmed by the stench of douche.
They met and instantly became BFF after they realized they were both fucking the same guy. Come on, he’s a stage 3 gaybag for sure.
@ Et Tu
I am too stoined to commet. Fucking Mrs. Lots of eagle feathers
i don’t need
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Stealth Gaybag?
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Sorry, I just go straight to Family Guy.
He wore a raspberry bergay. The kind you find in a second hand store in West Hollywood.
She looks allll kinds of high matinence. I’m sure she would scoff at me in my Chucks and hoodie, and order me to fetch her a water with lime. Right, like that’s gonna happen.
Ok, this is classic Weekly material. It’s such perfect HCwDB symmetry Leonardo da Vinci is rolling in his grave with jealousy. How often in nature do we actually find such perfect symmetry of a hot chick, in a perfect dance of attraction with a pungent douchebag?
Clearly, she’s into the guy. She’s into him with the painful hopelessness that says paradise has gone and flushed itself down the toilet. And by toilet I mean his punchable smirk. Yes, Raul, we know. You’re getting the poon. And she’s blocked out of her mind that you’re banging her sister too. Let her therapist deal with that in a few years.
^And by classic weekly material, Biggs means “Don’t be a scrote, bring back the vote”.
Fucking January. Meetings this and meetings that . Fuck January meetings. Fuck annual January meetings
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I told them I’m busy but they always insist. Fuckers and their January meetings. Hey, if it’s January 20th, the years almost over. Fuck off. Bitches
What a couple of posers.
Jennifer Connelly’s little cousin is jealous of more than just her Oscar.
I like her “Who farted?” face. The answer is, no one, His mouth always smells like ass.
Our special today is side douche with side boob, and a double serving of ass pear.
You had me at Jennifer Connelly. Full frontal nudity? excuse me, I’ll be in my bunk.
Yes, I also say,”Who farted” look on her face…you beat me to it!!!!
I am boring, I don’t even know why I try. I should probably do everyone a favor and stop commenting here.