Rack of Lamb
And as if the last few pics weren’t enough to wake the dead with their powers of unholy hotness and douchebaggery, we have another fantastic pic of HCwD balls electrocuting torture. This Harley dog-tagged great dane summons all that is wrong with greasebaggery in this cruel world. Just look at that forehead oozing oil. Nice job tucking in your shirt, Paul Walker Fast and Furious wannabe douche boy.
And on the flip we have the best rack of lambchops I’ve seen since, well, dinner. But the question does remain, who wears that kind of bikini in a club? Or maybe a modern art showing judging by the painting in the back. Or maybe a kennel, judging by the simian douche she’s embracing.
I weep a thousand tears that I’m not in the presense of those abalicious abs. And I send Paul Walker scrote off with the harshest condemnation I can muster: You’re a… big…. uhm… douchebag!
Man, I need a shot of the ‘Train.
