Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Ben Scribblememore and the Meth Sisters
I can only assume that Ben found some of that Heisenberg Blue to match Kelly’s bottoms.
I can only assume that Ben found some of that Heisenberg Blue to match Kelly’s bottoms.
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They say tattoos often have deep symbolic meaning to those that get them. So what, I ask, is the meaning behind a tank carrying around Ben Franklin’s disembodied head?
Not even under the loosest definition are there any hotts in this picture. And by loosest I mean tire rolls of doughy flesh.
Poor man’s singer Jewel on the left hangs with Ben and his skanks to get motivation for her new song, “A Rough Night in Barstow”
Their father and two siblings will show up for some hillbilly fun later.
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That’s either Leslie West or Rosie O’Donnell on his chest. The rest looks like the syphilitic dribble scrawlings of a meth addict coming down outside of the methadone clinic. Nurse!
the girl on the right has a bun in the oven.
When he pulls his gut in it looks like Ben Franklin sitting in an outhouse signing the Declaration of Independence after a Tuesday night binge at Taco Bell. When he lets his gut out it looks like Rosie O’Donnell leading a tank charge at the Battle of Stalingrad. I’m not sure which is better/worse.
Agreed there are no hotts in this picture, but green bikini top would be serviceable provided there was no record of the event.
I needs me some legitimate rape. Least none of the girls would get pregnant.
There’s a sign just above their heads out of the shot that reads “Break faces in case of emergency”. You get to pick whatever you want to call an “emergency”.
Chernobyl Mail Order Brides just called to say these bleeths are skanks.
These girls are so skanky their Meat Curtains have Piss Flaps. Or is it their Piss Flaps have Meat Curtains?
The Porch Beef Association just called to tell their girls to get off the porch. And to remind us, “Porch Beef; it’s what’s for way after dinner.”
The chairman of the National Association foe the Advancement of Colored Guys and Ugly White Girls (NAACGUWG) just called to say they wouldn’t bang these bleeths with Ice-T’s dick. Or is it Ice Cube’s dick?
Two douchebags, and three girls that need head bags.
The Real Housewives Of Biloxi
Thems some tiny ‘kinis. I wonder if them behinds are Hall worthy. Ooops gotta go, the missus just scream “Jasper, git your ass down here, have you been messin with my Mary Kay again?!!”. Heh heh, I have.
In keeping with this week’s theme, I’d give them an Omaha 10 but they’d have to give me 9 in change.
I hope these bitches rot in a Russian prison over the next two years!
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Wait, what? Why are we looking at these beasts if they’re not semi-hott or pop-newsworthy?
Hey Ben? Here’s a kite with a key dangling off it. Yeah, it’s held up in the air with that copper wire “string.” No worries, man, it’s just a little drizzle out there. The lightning’s far away. Really, go outside and pose. Yes, please stand in the puddle. Good boy.
@Dr. Bunsen: If only Rosie O’Donnell HAD led a tank charge at Stalingrad, that siege would have been over much sooner, my friend.
My plan for Greentop: shotgun a 12-pack of Miller High Life, put Mr. Happy in someplace of hers until he spits, then scrub him with steel wool and a 5:1 mixture of acetone and industrial degreaser. And only THEN try to control my sobbing.
What a low rent bunch. Real Housewives of Biloxi FTW.
I’d pee on the green bikini bleeth – but like Fyodor Dostedouchesky said – as long was the event wasnt recorded in any way, shape or form.