Thursday, May 17, 2012
Something Went Terribly Wrong with This Gentleman's Head, Hair, Arms, and Upper Chest Area
And by gentleman, I mean Shoescrape of Choadscrote.
Katherine and her bestie, Tori, like to powder each other’s bottoms in the cloakroom with chalk dust and a powder puff from the 19th Century.
And by bottoms, I mean butts.
Emo cover band Blinkin Park sure can pull some tail.
Aspiring bassist/garbageman Chad and mother/daughter skank team. Can you imagine the level of conversation at the table? Are they discussing the latest novel by last year’s Booker Prize winner Hilary Mantel? I want the under on that bet.
And I thought Travis Barker looked like hell BEFORE the plane crash.
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Blink 180-Poo
I think he was a worker at Lakehurst when the Hindenburg went up in a blaze. Those are his burn marks. You shouldn’t…wait, he’d have to be 100+ years of age.
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Never mind, this is self-inflected douchebaggery.
Ah, Boss, you just had to go all saphic love on us this morning didn’t you? And I’ve got way to much work to do. I can’t afford hand cramps again today. Oh well what the f*ck, off to the men’s room I go.
What a look, it’s like he’s going for carnie janitor laquer huffing edgy singer guy acting like he cares what she says in an attempt to score a pussy/rectumble later
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But he’s just another douche let’s not kid ourselves
Something went, and is, terribly wrong with this gentleman’s lineage, heritage, genetics and parents.
Something went, and is, terribly wrong with this gentleman’s fiber, manscaping, nostrils and inner mucous lining.
Something went terribly wrong with this gentleman’s everything!
Looks like Mark McGrath has gone the way of Lohan, a gradual descent into a vacuum of obscurity, self-abuse and methamphetamine addiction.
Something went, and is, terribly wrong with this gentleman’s Wellbutrin prescription
Oh, the humanity!
Something went, and is, terribly wrong with the minds of these chicks for being seen with this ass pimple.
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Unless it’s a ‘bag tag, of course.
His options are limited,my thoughts are long sleeves,and a bag over the head.
Are you kidding me, those two broads are going to gobble his knob like it shoots root beer. “Ah mah gah, he’s like, a rebelllllll and stuff.” Yeah. Guess what? I just went to an evening church function. Long story there. But there was more than one doughy church mama there with a little tattooed anklet or a little something on their inner wrist. They found me all kinds of interesting and wanted cards from the shop. They had a raffle to win a gift certificate from our shop and fifty of the old birds entered. Guess what, Zacky McFlippant, your badass card will not be arriving in the mail. Ever.