Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Guyliner Jack
Nothing says settling into mid 40s doughy middle age quite like the slit t-shirt and the guyliner.
Sorry Jack.
Jenny’s award winning curves are Paid-to-Pose only.
No, not even if you pull your patented flippy spin move. That worked so well back in college in ’87.
Hard to believe I'm looking at a heterosexual.
Nice frontal slits, gaybag.
Jenny – you know better. Never share makeup. I spy pinkeye.
Good openings for a rusty fuccking knife you big sexy queer. Fedora fuck off. She has motherly arms.
Is that the older brother of Clay Aiken or Lance Bass or that fucking gay/douche Johnny Weir.
We will take Celine back if you don't send Johnny up here.
There are not enough synonyms for the word "shitty" in the english language to describe this femi-ninny waste of a cockk …
I think he's been here before as The Sad Clown.
Of course, I could more easily guess this were the software issues nonexistent. Stupid drunk IT team…..
Well, here is a smaller pic, though clicking on it results in Blogger telling you to fuck off…..
it would be great if someone went El Cabong on the bridge of this tools nose
Do taller women really need guys with that much larger-than-average cockks because of their longer vaginal canals, or is that just a myth?
As far as Jenny and her sistren are concerned, "Find the nipple" is a game I will not ever tire of, even when bedridden in a nursing home. But hat-choad is all kinds of wrong if he wants to play that game from Jenny's team.
Photoshop wizards! Remove this knob from the glory that is Jenny's slavic hills of love.
He even pulls off a hand signal in the flippy spin move. Dooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuche fag.
I just don't get the gaybag gambit. A hetero guy, albeit a douchebag at heart, choosing to go the gaybag route to mack on hotts.
Of course, my curiosity is subordinate to my desire to take him out with a sniper rifle because he is abhorrent to nature.
Matronly arms, my ass. She's rather nicely toned for a 30-ish single gal on the prowl. And unlike most other skinny bitches 'round here, I bet she'd carry a nice conversation after unwrapping her legs from your waist.
As for Guyliner Jack–I'd rather carry on a conversation with that stupid fuccen hat than have to reason with him.
Moments after the flippy spin move Jenny's left shoe was flung high into the air. After reaching its apex, the shoe became firmly lodged in Jack's skull killing him on the spot. Well at least that's how I picture how the rest of the evening went.
More guyliner than the set of A Clockwork Orange.
Fantasy Springs Resort.
She must be his fantasy.
He definitely is her nightmare.
He has slits in his shirt because he has pussies mounted in his chest.
You just know he's got the best technique in the world to get sperm out of his ear canals…
She holds the world record for sharpest nipples.
He is the resident resort stylist.
My, what tall, creamy goodness. The insides of her thighs must smell slightly of Nivea.
He is greasy gay grossness. I hate this. I hate this so much I want to fuck his chest pussies (txs, Troy) with a saber, hard and repeatedly.
@anon10:33
well, i can only speak for the as yet incontrovertable wisdom of a mechanic employed by various members of my patrilineal family for 35 years, who upon being charged with instructing me in the rudiments of the family business, and life in general, broadened my then adolescent horizons by imparting…
big girl=little hole
little girl=all hole….
i have found, in my time good evidence to support this hypothesis, and little that would serve to reject, or even modify it.
Tres torso twats.
Some men, inspired by female decollete yet modest to a T (modesty) will do anything for air conditioning.
But that still doesn't explain the Maybelline eyes.
"ZORRO!!"
MAAAY BEEE ITS MAYBELLINE???!!!!!!!!
Guyliner Jack actually sounds eerily similar to Samurai Jack.
and that makes me weep inside.
Wait – isn't that guy Arthur Kade????
Faster than a speeding Masscara brush.
More powerful than a pair of shirt cutting scissors.
Able to annoy tall hotties in a single bound.
Look! Up in the sky!
It's a bird. It's a plane. It's SuperFAG!
Douchebag of the week. Heck. Make it month. I'm feeling generous. And guyliner's got to go.