Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Beach Ball Barry
Because nothing seduces Nail Stylist Nadine quite like bringing her to your basement dungeon, then making sure she uses the lotion or gets the hose again.
Because nothing seduces Nail Stylist Nadine quite like bringing her to your basement dungeon, then making sure she uses the lotion or gets the hose again.
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Wow! Nadine is hot. Barry can lick my dingle berries with his tounge while I pull his little rope around his neck until he turns blue.
Fuccen heathens! What kind of numbnuts motherfuccers put drinks and shit on a pool table????? Sorry but a HUGE pet peeve of mine. I’ve seen a fair number of tables absolutely ruined this way (I used to hustle a little pool in college for spending money). I’ll bet that he convinced her to “rack his balls” on top of the goddamn thing too. *throws coffee in eyes, stumbles around looking for bleach, doses eyes with bleach, takes wire brush to now inflamed eyes, proceeds to gouge eyes out with spork* There, now that’s better.
I’d like to play with her beach ball!
Question: Which has more plastic in it? Her bewbs or the beach ball? Discuss.
I think it’s kinda weird that she’s making the same face that my dog does when he’s trying to get that last little bit of shit out of his ass.
He has the face of a Stepford wife.
Did the shitstain in the picture on the pool table give him the pearl bracelet?
Barry has a girlish face and Roidbags body. I am puzzled.
My guess is that these two thoroughly deserve one another, but I’d still violate her with my tongue until she could recite a recipe for chocolate chip cookies in perfect Swahili.
Are those beaded braids she has for opening and closing her hair over her butterface?
Can you tell I’m trying to avoid grading the exam I gave to my students yesterday?
He boobs are store bought. She probably uses them to crush beer cans like this one.
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and Barry? Oh, fuck him. What a weeeeener. He probably talks with his adenoids and poos standing up.
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She has nice lady parts.
PS. Get yer fuccen drink off the billiard table fer chrissakes!!!
She could be a butterface, can’t tell from this pic. And I’ll third that suggestion: get the drink OFF the fucking pool table!!
I am guessing the pool table acts as a beer pong table after they get back from the bar. No respect for a pool table.
He’s wearing more beads than she is.
And I didn’t count the ones he’s got shoved up his ass!!
dude’s a total knobhead. She’s alright, but fake. However, I’d enjoy nailing her, although in the (highly unlikely) event that shit would ever happen, I’d imagine she’d just lie back and think dumb thoughts. That’s where a bit of quality boobage becomes a sex aid.
‘where’ or when, that is.
He’d look great being fed feet first into a 12.5 hp Tecumseh side firing wood chipper. Like the time me and Vern, uh …….
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Do not click on this if you are at work or easily offended by a beautiful woman checking herself for a hernia…
Clicckk
Thanks Vin. That was nice.
Let me return the favor.
WOW!!!!, this picture has so much going on. On the one hand I wanna say this is a bar because who has a change machine in their basement? on the other hand notice the table in the background with all the aerosol cans what bar allows that? She is HOTT great bod, great smile and a very inviting, receptive tummy for romance explosion even the leather wrist band is kind hot however I think she’s paid to pose. The guy is male gymnast, closeted H-Mo Bag.
How’d they get in my basement? I should check down there more often….
She might be half cyborg, but man, I would have fun probing her circuitry.
I submit that they’re both paid2pose, so does he get a performer pass?
Nadine, if you would just ditch Beach Ball Barry and successfully complete that GED, you could go from Nail Stylist Hott to Librarian Hott.
yeah i purposefully lowered my qualifications for Librarian Hott just for Nadine. sue me.
The mind boggles as to what the lint remover could possibly be for?
I can’t tell where she ends and he begins…I want to have sex with both of them, and by them I mean her.
both hideously phony… anyone wearing bracelets to the beach down the hill from the creature lair gets buried in the sand up to their neck… head first!
Bad news – that’s HIS MOM. He’s about 18 and she’s about 35. She crapped him out when she pulled a train of the high school football team. Paternity was never established. So, she dances at the Twang Bang Bar, waggling her fake rack for tips.
This was taken at her boyfriend’s place. He collects posters of Bug Light cuz he’s classy that way.
The setting of this photo does intrigue me and I too wonder WTF with the lint brush. However, 99% of my mental energy is being spent thinking about the wonders of Nadine’s vulva, specifically her cleft of Venus (aka pudendal cleft) and mons.
Although I’m ecstatic to learn BCS is still alive and outside of county lockup, he’s still not coming here regularly enough to count on him doing his duty, so until HE shows up allow me to say on his behalf:
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Hell, I’d fuck ’em BOTH.
Sebastian Bach called; he said “Man up, Bitch Boy”.
One scant hour later, Nadine was snapped out of the hot lust of forbidden anal pleasures when Barry, moaning over the applause sound of staccato ass-pounding, croaked the climax-strained guttural sounds of “OHHH, JEFFFF! UNNGHHH”—*ffaffff-spreeet!*
I’m callin’ the shot: 8-ball (of cocaine) into the flesh pocket (of Sluttilla J. HooverPowda).
If what they say about hand size is true, that dude’s gotta be hung like a Clydesdale. Hey, good on him – credit where credit is due. Of course, the fact that he’s touching that hot of a hott and doesn’t look like he’s smuggling a kaber in his pants bears credence to the PTP theory. As soon as he leaves this top 40 station Margaritaville theme party he’ll probably be heading down the block to start his shift at J.T. McFister’s.
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Again, good on him. It’s not like the Textile Design program at the Art Institute of Oakland is going to pay for itself.
Darksock said: Hell, I’d fuck ‘em BOTH.
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I’m attracted to slutty eyeliner, too. I see the conflict.
Douche has the whitest teeth his douchebag friends ever came across…I am sure he plays the bitch quite well in this contrasting relationship…I hope she’s not packing below…my dreams would go up in smoke and I would deserve to take a mallet to my manhood.
^ffaaaffff sppreetttt” – someone read too many Don Martin comics in MAD magazine when they should have been out peeing in horses…
The surgeon that created that body should get an award.
She has got to be his sistine chapel
Dude. I’d ride her like Riddler’s Revenge at Magic Mountain: Spend an hour waiting in line listening to bad Euro-techno until I get to hope on for most bat shit insane three minutes of fun ever, then paying $24 for a picture of myself screaming for Mommy during one of the six inversions.
hope=hop
@ Maria:
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I have a premiere plus-size swole cockk in my pants. Maybe you wanna check out?
I would have to sneak up on her just to say, “hi”. But would still be speechless and need to change my pants.
DB1, I bow to honor the quality of super hotts you have recently shown.
@ G:
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I onomatopœia’d in a horse once: “schwurrshhhh-thp-flishssshhhh….NEIGHHH!!1!-WEEE-SAWWWW, WEEEE-SAWWW!!!!!“
Gaybag…..yeah, I said it.
Is that long string around his neck used to make his bathroom stall visits more rough and efficient?