Monday, April 12, 2010
Spring Break Clownscrotes Voted
Paying more attention to silly toys than to the gnawable coeds who’ve gathered at their Ft. Lauderdale hotel because Kelly’s car broke down near Margate and she, like, totally can’t ask her dad for any more gas money, the Spring Break Clownscrotes wanted to stop by and vote in the HCwDB of the Week.
Have you voted yet?
ill make a deal with you douche bags, ill let you guys keep the damn toys; but im taking the girls, its better for everyone
But their votes don’t count.
All three hotts are completely (yet barely-legally) do-able in my book, for different reasons. I’d slap 22-year-old me a high-five if I could go back in time and awkwardly grope any one of these cuties in the pool that we snuck into after-hours.
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One word for you, though, girl on the right: bangs. It would be for your own benefit to grow them. I know they’re not “in” right now, but trust me they’d look better than what you’ve got goin’ on now. If it’s high noon and I can still see the sun on your forehead–somethin’ ain’t right. But of course, as earler stated.. I’d still pee in your butt.
Chief BlueCockk and his side kick, Penie Pilot, gay it up prior to giving a 50% discount on the girl’s cut, color and hi-lite
The lifeguard quietly tossed the floatie in the dumpster when they left
That curve in Chief BlueCockk’s penile member looks as if it’d be rather painful. Most swole cockks that I’ve seen (hey, it’s only incidental on account of all the “adult materal” that I view) tend to bend up, not up then out. My cockk hurts just lookin’ at that.
This photograph was later used against them by proscecutors for the desecration of the corpse of Patrick Starfish.
All your hott are belong to us. Each of these 3 hotts, tasty nuzzleness. I would clean up the shit behind the Parade Of Elephants at a large metro zoo for a week just for the 1 in 3 chance of being able to jerk myself off in the same hottub those hotts frolicked in a week earlier.
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What I continue to find stunning about choadwanks like this is, they don’t even realize at the time they do stuff like this because they’re mugging it up for the camera, just *how gay* what they’re doing is. Ace? You’re telling the world that you LOVE holding and stroking Big Chief’s love sausage. No, I’m not mistaken. Just take another look at the picture. Yes… see? You’re gay for him. Well, good news: he’s gay for you, too. No, don’t worry about the hotts. I’ll be sure they get home safe. Promise.
Well, I’d rather grab onto a freakishly huge blue cocck myself. But I’m a chick and I love cocck and I’m not a fratchoad hanging on chicks trying to pretend I’m straight. Leave the girls to my fellow ‘hunters, you wastes of oxygen. Then you can get back to doing the Dutch Windmill in the hot tub. I might like to watch.
@medusa
Your wish is my command. I’m running out right now to get some aqua blue spray paint.
And a giant pool noodle to glue onto my shlong. Superglue washes off, right?
Brad and Joey demanded that manager explain, exactly, what “inappropriate behaviors in a Disney theme park” meant.
I like me some hot tub braised barely legal porkbelly @ second from left…
The baglings can go back to their room and play XBox, drink Dr. Pepper, and stare at each other’s boners. I’ll take over as chaperone and designated driver for the hotts. and by “chaperone” I mean, light spankings and tickle featers.
Oh, and chain-start, variable throttle jelly dongs…
@Medusa: and that’s a huge part of the problem, isn’t it? Their inability to see the homosexual reality right in front of them is keeping these hotts from being with truly straight guys, wasting everyone’s time. Accept that you’re guy, douches, you and everyone else will be much happier and better off.
The girl second from the left has had one too many Denny’s Grand Slam breakfasts.
Suddenly I have a tatse for salmon wrapped in bacon.
I really wish I could have went on spring break. These hotts are a o k.
Reggie mis-heard Jeff’s request to fondle his poo-noodle.
Its the Indian from the Village People! You can tell cuz he is oblivious to the very nice gnaw behind em.
Florida, a place known for its oranges and sparkling blue skies (and sea) inspires men to mimic those same magic hues of fun in the sun; but I never imagined a huge blue dick and an orange and lemon-yellow headdress stealing the spotlight from bikini-clad babes.
there are certainly way too many spring breaks in the douche world.
correction: this spring break was in aculpulco, mexico. i know this because i’m officially a proud younger sister of a hot chick with douche bags.