Friday Haiku. Yo.
Girls love their BeefCakes.
They will soon find out these lunks
Are really CrabCakes.
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Behold a stunning bounty of Mock; excellent work, Son(s)…
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Magnum Douche P.I. said…
The combined I.Q.’s
of these bags and bleeths is less
than their V.D. strains
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The Reverend Chad Kroeger said…
It doesn’t eat grain
Since the gyroscope was put
In her Monkey Hole
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The Reverend Chad Kroeger said…
It puts the ‘roid creme
In the basket or it gets
The hose. The Vain hose.
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The Reverend Chad Kroeger said…
I’d flog the two trim
Ladies with my Vanity Hose
In Olestra Hole.
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***REV IS ON FIII-YAHH***
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hermit said…
Sign on front door says,
“No shoes, no shirt, no entry”
Dudes cum in back door
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DoucheyWallnuts said…
There is an inverse
Relationship between lean
Torsos and IQ
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Wheezer said…
Remember Prep H?
They’ll vanish if they use more;
give them a truckload.
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hermit said…
The retard on left
Has a penis implanted
Above his right hip *<–Alert Reader Special Mention*
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DoucheyWallnuts said…
In a shirtless world
These 5 would be royalty
But it’s not, they ain’t
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Vin Douchal said…
Supplements? We don’t
Need no stinkin’ supplements
Get protein elsewhere
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Jacques Doucheteau said…
Photo op with hots
show these guys are straight before
the docking party
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**EDIT – Do NOT Google “Docking Party”. Or anything else referenced by J.D. – Admin**
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Jacques Doucheteau said…
Girls get to watch up
close as dudes lay cable
on each other’s chest.
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**See above – Admin**
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Charles Douchewin said…
Eurasian bleeth-hulk:
“You won’t like me when angry!”
I still ask for date.
I’ll be back to talk
About life and all things like
Monkey holes shortly.
The combined I.Q.’s
of these bags and bleeths is less
than their V.D. strains
It doesn’t eat grain
Since the gyroscope was put
In her Monkey Hole
It puts the ‘roid creme
In the basket or it gets
The hose. The Vain hose.
One big, two little,
Three little narcissists four,
Five little douchebags, Son.
I see ISIS. I
See France. I see Bohunks in
Gay little swim pants
I’d flog the two trim
Ladies with my Vanity Hose
In Olestra Hole.
Little Kim Abdul
Emulates older sister.
No Straight Up cockks here.
Sign on front door says,
“No shoes, no shirt, no entry”
Dudes cum in back door
Too happy , smile-y
Their “alternate” ab work out
Requires butt sex
Let’s just say, a dude
Wants a burger and some fries
See this every time?
Carb-less and Clue-less
The Mullyock Quintuplets pose
Are not self-aware
Is than Benzino
Or little bro’ Benzero?
Who ordered pizza?
The Eurasian Bleeth
Makes my pants tight down below
Down below, I says
There is an inverse
Relationship between lean
Torsos and IQ
I’d give my left nut
To befoul Eurasian Bleeth
Whilst her friend watches
Seven-Minute Abs
Is now producing porno
“The Oblique Orgy”
My 74
Venture Fun Van has enough
Room for five corpses.
Eurasian’s hairless
Pink quim smells like cinnamon
Feels like Gummy Bear
I think Dee-Dubyah
may be right ’bout Benzino,
so with that in mind…..
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Andrew McCarthy
wasn’t thinking “Mannequin”
would be like this…..sons.
Looks above, slaps face…..
I used quotes and italics
to name a movie.
Keanu Reeves dumps
Alex Winter, ‘roids up with
most heinous beach’bags
Remember Prep H?
They’ll vanish if they use more;
give them a truckload.
Glans-to-Mons contact
Is what I’m pining for with
Bleethy Eurasian
The retard on left
Has a penis implanted
Above his right hip
Michelob Ultra
Is going for new Demo
Young, stupid and ripped
In a shirtless world
These 5 would be royalty
But it’s not, they ain’t
Bro bag’s look says I’d
rather be working glory
hole than with these bleeths
Pizza deliv’ry
Woefully behind today
As these tools primpfuck
ENOUGH FAGABBEFS
IMA GOING GET SLAPWHAOR
STONED RIGH ABOUT KNOIW
OH NO! tickle fight!
About to break out right now!
Fay squealing follows
Supplements? We don’t
Need no stinkin’ supplements
Get protein elsewhere
STOOOOONED FAGGOTHS. REAP MI
DUME. ETE PUSSYZ WITH YOU TEETHE
FUCKINGG COCCKSUCKERRS
Perfect Mons around
2:53. Sexy
Young Irish Pole Hebe.
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Photo op with hots
show these guys are straight before
the docking party
Show off eight pack abs
like a pack of hotdog buns.
Wieners pack of ten
Girls get to watch up
close as dudes lay cable
on each other’s chest.
Eurasian bleeth-hulk:
“You won’t like me when angry!”
I still ask for date.
Priapism thrives
As visions of Eurasian
Occupies my thoughts
http://smog-03.empflix.com/ad/ad51028eca5b3eb657ce/Solo_brunette_pissing_in_her_clit_pump-480p.mp4?speed=130000
I’m too fucking productive for my age. Is anybody alive or do I have to do this again in protest?
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C’mon Sock Give the Reverend the keys for a few days. What could possible go wrong?
Give me Jacques links any day. Or Jack’s Links.
“I’m a space dock cowboy…”
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http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Space Dock Fondue
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Wtf is going on out there??!??
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http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Button-Docking
Button-Docking is fiction. Lots of these ‘things’ are fiction. John Waters told me so:
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http://m.imdb.com/title/tt0493459/quotes
These fucking pussies
Still twinkle mugging and shit
Have not banged these broads
“Many solemn nights
Blond moon, we stand and marvel…
Sleeping our noons away”
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Teitoku
roused from deep slumber
nocturnal ejaculate……
sheets stuck to foreskin
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hermit
朝顔は酒盛知らぬ盛り哉 （あさがほはさかもりしらぬさかりかな
Open the pod bay door sure has taken on some different meanings since the sixties. At least that’s what my gay, ebola infected, Obama loving Manchurian ISIS friends tell me.
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http://thatgaygif.tumblr.com/post/83776312475/docking-station
Is the bush meat in me, or am I the bush meat. The end game is here Hermit. I used to love me some Mulatto bush meat but all I got was some good caramel Mc’lovin (respect) and a rash.
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The seventh seal is broken and a lifetime Presidency has begat. Armies without generals ready to fill FEMA camps and coffins with the surplus humanity of a digitalized world with no needed workforce.
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A twisted tattoed civilizatiion dumbed down to believe the lies being spun in the Cloud. The penultimate crisis to wool our eyes to the truth that only THEy can hear. And shit.
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Die well young men and patriots, and Son(s)! Stooned.
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It all went off the rails the day that Jerry Springer did that thing with Jethro.
Amen, Reverend. Al Gore’s internet is as dead as his global warming fantasies. We are the champions, we are the bitter clingers, we are the builders of mighty death camps in Sierra Leone and Cincinnati, buying water in petrol-based, eco-friendly, plastic bottles and scooping dogshit along the banks of the Monongahela.
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and shit
I saw The Cloud once. It was emanating from the nuclear plant in southern Ohio. It was rife with demons.
I saw McCloud once in the seventies. He was rife with demons.
I sit in front of the Doppler radar sometimes for hours, the green and yellow high-def images burn through my retina and cast shadows on the back of my mind like the burnt and grisly shadows of Bikini Atoll. I see visions at these times. Once I saw a demon sitting astride matched Land Cruisers puffing loose cigars……The smoke and sulphur curled lazily upward, like the ethereal drift of Dick Cheney’s shotgun muzzle, and breathing heavily but fresh, like pre-wrapped salad.
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Se-lah.
^Caffeine.
Was doing acid in my youth one fine Cape Cod summer eve when my two buds and I ventured to the Hyannis Mets baseball field. There was a press box/scorers table about 25 feet high behind home plate with rickety, weathered stairs that took you up. We plopped and looked out over the Atlantic a few blocks away
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As was the usual case on LSD, we were witnessing a sunrise. After the sprinklers finished some seagulls were milling around the field looking for worms and insects.
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A fat seagull walked to home plate and barked a few squawks. The birds split in two and took opposing positions behind the baselines with nine remaining in the field. Another one strolled up to the batters box.
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I nudged the dude next to me, “Uh, hey,….Are you watching this?”
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He responded , “Nah, I don’t see any birds playing baseball, if that’s what you mean.”
^Orange microdot.
http://hotchickswithdouchebags.com/blog/2014/10/reader-mail-military-bag-hunter-carries-on-the-good-fight/