Monday, January 13, 2014
Four Prong Refuses to Go Gently into That Good Nightclub
Most of the ‘bags of yesteryore gave up.
Packed it in.
Took off the Ed Hardy.
Washed out the crust.
Resigned themselves to their idiotic tatts.
Got menial jobs.
But not the uberwads. Not Four Prong. Four Prong will not go gently into that not hitting on hot chicks good night. Like Dylan Thomas by way of Skrillex, the spikes carry on my wayward son into the great wide open.
And choadwankery burns bright in the chosen few. The proud. The Vegas Crustwank.
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You are welcome
After several sleepless nights, i was forced to research the lineage of Jen Selter’s ass. She’s a Hebrew of the Ashkenazi varietal (respect) as I had surmised, being a former Jew Hunter. Like Baby in the corner and Jennifer Aniston, she followed a long line of princesses to get the hook chopped off of her schnoz.
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Proof.
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He looks old, like Lo Pan in Big Trouble in Little China.
It’s his son, Bed Pan.
like a swift kick to the nads to start off the week. the unholiest of boobie fondle from an aging scrote like four prong. ugh !
4 prong you got old, Son.
Four Prong gets+1 hit point for cheap feelie.
Otherwise shovel across forehead seems about right.
Dennis Rodman + Kim Jong Un = 4 Prongs
Francine? Where is Wheezer?
Wheezer, does four prong have a receding prong-line?
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Four prong is his own lemon party.
“Uberwads!” Indeed. Adding new and trenchant terms to the already robust King’s English! me likes