Thursday, November 17, 2011
“Candy Stripe Nurses at Douche Beach”
In a just and virtuous world, the title of this post would actually be a real movie, produced by Roger Corman and directed by Ron Howard, from 1977.
Alas, I’ll have to satisfy my desire with the trailer for Eat My Dust.
Dude, If you’re going to squat for the photo op try not to shart on the ladies behind you.
Opie actually gets head in a movie?
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.Who knew?
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.Rep ties and slutty nurses go together like Barney Fife and “Saving Private Ryan.”
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.Or is it: “Saving Ryan’s Privates?”
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They look like two unburied turds in the litterbox.
So,… Kim Kardashian, Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie lay out a beach and a get a case of crabs and the doctor asks, “Have you been photobombed by any flea bitten cocck strokers lately?”
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Nicole answers, ” I don’t have a sex tape on the internet”
Only a douche thinks he looks cool doing the squat pose.
Bengal choads and Ben-gals. I’m coming up empty – maybe Massengill knows ’em?
Gryffindor always pulls the bitches.
Hey when they go in the water does all the orange shit wash off?
Also, thread needs more Kroeger Dreuche tension.
@guy, tall. You should probably just watch soap operas instead. Or professional wrestling. Or The Batchelor. Ask Vin, he knows what time its on.
I should be so lucky to have spare time to watch television. However would I find the time to post here if I did?
The combined weight of those three girls is still less than Axel’s at present.
Alright, first appointment of the day beckons. See you tomorrow my fellow ‘Bagsters. The Douchie’s are approaching btw.
Empty gestures.
Cindy the Goth Girl sobs just out of frame as the popular kids play with her soiled arm cutting bandages.
And two seconds later a 21 foot shark gets on shore and grabs one and pulls it back into the sea. Oh,I was just having a daydream. Darn it.
The word “Constipation” comes from the Latin word, constipare, which means “to crowd together.” Clearly the Latins were on to something, as eons ago they came up with a term to accurately portray the state of today’s douchebags and bleeths. As evidenced by this photo, Poo crowds together, whether at the beach in Seaside or at a night club in Vegas.
Santa Flaus and his MILFS do not agree with the Latin ” Labor Ipse Voluptas”.
so how does one negotiate with a group of sucklethighs to stand or swuat behind them in a posed photo.
i mean that can’t be your lead offer.
this has to be the product of a negotiation.
what were the terms, and who or what was held hostage?
Here’s a group of people I look at and immediately know if I ever met them in person would absolutely hate thier guts. The two diaper pales in the back are the kind of douches you bump into in a club by accident, you say “excuse me, sorry about that” and they reply by knocking your drink out of your hand and calling you a “faggot” and saying “what do you think of that??” followed by around of hi-fives with thier bros. The Bleeths in the front row are the kind of girls who have never held down a job more complicated than greeting customers at the local Bath and Body Works which really only lasted for a few months because it was so exhausting organizing the peach-cucumber-mango-mint saniitizer hand gel/moisturizer/vaginal cleanser, besides daddy is stinking rich. The two shaved lowland silver back gorillas in the background belong to the two blond bleeths whilst the dark haired one is thier bestie who they are always trying to find the right guy for but no relationship lasts beyond the 5 to 6 week point, but that is the life of a rich twat. I can only hope that there is a red tide that day and they all choke and spasm without mercy from the neurotoxins in the algae!!!
^pretty spot on breakdown Mr. Captain Kirk. The title should be Five People That Don’t Matter at the Beach.
Lady Furthest in the Background of the Picture:
I salute you. Don’t give in to the baggery. The journey will be arduous and your foes perilous but, when you prevail, you will be the Queen of Middle Earth. Glory awaits.
“Quasimodo Meets the Milfs”
The “girl” in the middle looks like a guy.
let the queefing begin.
All 5 of them should be forced to eat their own clitorises (clitorii?).
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Microwaved.
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Son.
Vin beat me to it,,,FTW at 11:42.
What aspirations these young women have.
The brave souls at Occupy Daytona Beach vow to stay ’til the bitter end, or someone pays off their maxed-out credit cards.
Napalm.
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It’s the only cure for what ails that beach. Lots and lots of napalm.
there is nothing in this picture that a well aimed RPG couldn’t fix.