Tuesday, March 23, 2010
The Fried Oyster Choadwich
Here’s a classic ‘bag sandwich formation we haven’t seen in awhile.
Two slices of oiled up middle-aged meatwads crunching a tasty Canadian Southern Shania Twain fondle hott.
Beware.
While the filler is tasty, the bread causes societal indigestion.
At least the skull on right pootard’s shirt knows what’s up.
I gotta go take a dump…
Dammit, I asked for marble rye. Take it back.
She’s having a private laugh to herself, because she now knows exactly how tiny Bruno#1’s wedding tackle is. ::tee hee::
If my assumption about these two choads are right, then the move she’s making is a literal “cockk blockk”.
Meathead on right: “We no want girl here. We want each other to fondle.”
Meathead on left: “Yeah.”
Hott: “DarkSock is reading my mind when not peeing in horses’ butts! LOL!”
(Yes, she’s thinking “LOL.”)
My Gawd.
Those two chodes have one functional synapse between them.
And she has boobies. Sweet, sweet boobies.
Left Choad: “Ugh, what is this thing?”
Right Choad: “Don’t know. Small and squishy.”
Left Choad: “Smells good too.”
Right Choad: “Bench press it?”
Left Choad: “Too light. Eat it?”
Right Choad: “Too small. Throw it back. Go to gym now”
Left Choad: “O.K.”
At birth they were conjoined at the head. Shared a brain. When they were finally separated each of them got one lobe. Explains the matching blank stares and opposing but also matching sleeves.
And like all twins when one does something the other one feels the effects. So when left chode masterbates, right chode usually ejaculates. Of course, that mostly happens because left chode is stroking right chode’s cockk, but I’m sure the fact that they’re twins also has something to do with it.
There isn’t enough mental power in this photo to power up a 20 watt light bulb.
Left choad’s shirt says “Chase”. It’s because he works for Chase Bank drawing up the mathematical algorithims that are applied to credit default swaps.
True story.
I like fried oysters! But not the choadwich. But I like the cowgirl hott!
Choadmeat on the right has the most blank (blankest? Is that a word?) expression I think I’ve ever seen on scrote before. I mean, there seems to be literally NOTHING going on in there. Not even recognition of the camera. When you’re got tasty, sweet cowgirl hott pressing either the boobies or the butt cheeks into you, whether you’re sexually into girls or not, you’d have to register *something*.
What I wouldn’t give to be that hott’s leotard during a yoga workout…
We have most definitely seen this girl before, looking far skankier. These guys are either movers or accountants.
That’s one sandwich I’d eat South Beach-style: no bun. Yum.
Brad and Chad were in a hurry to shoo away Shania so that they could capture the world’s shortest and smallest sword fight on film for all eternity.
left choad: Yeah man – fuckin picture man. Yeah. Fuckin cool man.
girl: (giggles)
right choad: Arooo?
Far left and far right: Deer in the headlights.
Center: Dear, show me your headlights.
With one short but sharp tug on Thag’s cockk chain, Shania introduced him to what would be his soul mate for the rest of his life, or until one of them ate the other in his sleep.
When I shine a light in their eyes, you run for the border, sweet little tube-top minx!
As their necks grew to 32 inches and their testes shrank., Ben and Jerry wondered what had come between them and who was injecting who with the growth hormone enema.
That little number has one sweet little back on her.
Ewwwwwwwwwww. Too beefy and creepy.
Melissa
Boredom.No.Moredom
Eeek. That bread is way too dense and yeasty. Plus I think it’s molded to point of spoiling the meat.
I’ll skip the sandwich and just have a frothy chocolate shake instead.
Here’s hoping that the black thing in her back pocket is actually a Tazer and moments after this photo was taken it gave left hulk every volt it had.
If this is in Canada, it has to be in Belleville, Woodbridge, Kapuskasing, or some worse shithole.
After Ben and Jerry signed the note for their $35,000 bikes they went to an Ed Hardy store, wherever the fuck those are, had the baffles removed from their mufflers and woke my baby up on an early Sunday morning. The rest of the weekend was spent trying to act like they were not a couple and getting swole the fat fucks.
Wow…Did those two break out of prison together after tossing each other’s salad for 5 long years? They have potent steroids in the slammer these days…
Yep.
Ewwwwwww those areeee the kind of guysss that rubb onee outttt to roadhouseee .. hahahahahahaha
Those two motherfuckers are HUGE!
See that vacant look in their eyes? Nothing going on. Nada.
i see endangered claim on the perineal shelf….these guys may look dumb but that’s just a disguise they are undercover agents of the fbi….
I’d hazard a presumotion that these two choads are more like Rocky Mountain oysters, although I wouldn’t want to insult the smartest animals in the barnyard, from whence they came.
She is more like a delectable shrimp.
is Canadian Southern the same as Chinese Western?
well, it’s true that any attempt to have Chinese actors star in western flicks never really worked out well to my knowledge, but Canadian Southern Shania Twain hott certainly works for me. it’s like she can cool you down in the summer and warm you up in the summer.
as long as she ditches the oyster choads, that is.
cool you down in the summer and warm you up in the WINTER.
FUCKING WINTER. i know all about winters. i swear!