Thursday, September 2, 2010
Breaking: California Plastic ‘Bag Ban Overturned
In June we learned of the exiting plan that California had banned all plastic ‘bags from supermarkets.
We’d hoped that banning plastic ‘bags from clubs, bars, tanning salons and dating your future daughter were coming next.
But, alas, the bill has been overturned.
More plastic in the grocery store means less plastic titties to bolt on hotts. Which, given that most boob jobs look like a dog’s breakfast, is a good thing.
I smell something gay and its this picture. I would love to see the chicks back side.
For Vin and the rest of us, more Lauren Sanchez videos here and here. Enjoy it on mute of course.
One of thise plastic bags needs to be put over her head!!
I guess the artiste must’ve run out of pink by the time this pile of dog vomit got to the front of the line?
Tito and Jermain though they would blow the last of Michael’s money on the best clothes they could find at Toys R Us.
A-Roid and Jeter show us a glimpse of what their future holds together after they retire from baseball.
He’s being enviromentally friendly by painting clothes on himself rather than wearing real ones. Real clothes need to be washed, wasting lots of water. Plus, he hasn’t bathed in months, saving even more water. Whenever he gets too ripe, he douses himself with 12 bottles of Axe cologne (although now he’s guilty of air pollution.)
Jean-Claude Van Damme and Danny Pintauro had a love child. That’s “him” on the right.
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What? Did you actually think I’d link to that guy? I figured you’d rather look at Alyssa Milano anyway, especially how she mocked Snooki.
Or wait, did I mean “left”? Does it matter?
OK, OK, fiiiiine…..a faptastic delight…..
I’ve got the perfect thing for that. Paint thinner. And an open source of flame. *poof* no more plastic bags.
Not that the ban would have done much good. Most ‘bags have their moms do all the grocery shopping for the household.
Note that the “shirt” stops short just south of his navel as to not impede on the groin shave ab reveal.
Classic ‘bag behaviour.
There are not enough synonyms in the English language for the word “Flaming” to describe this dude.
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There’s absolutely no fucking motherfucking way that place they are at can be confused with something fun to do. Assholes. A twink and his hair client , not fun.
Very suspect. Unless… But even then.
No amount of justification, clambake, drunken summer beach party excuses him. This is a massive breach and he takes douchery to a level that I, previously, had prayed never existed. Am I being too dramatic? Possibly, although to my eternal credit I haven’t painted my body. She interests me, by which I mean she’d look good sitting on my cock.
…and to offer some excuse for what in all likelihood are going to be some very dull comments by me today: it’s Friday morning and I am hobbling around the house because of an ankle injury. Fuckety fuck-fuck.
Uh, he could use some matte additive to the paint to give that shirt a more realistic, cottony look.
Unless he’s into silk satins.
She should just grow more hair to hide her appearance.
@ me 12:25
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Her hair does look fabulous
Of course the ‘bag in the pic had to do a total body shave…his “t shirt” would have looked like shag carpeting, and he wouldn’t want to look stupid…
Looks like Wonderbra Woman and Captain Aqueerica are back together again. The city streets are safe once more. Criminals be ware of Aqueerica’s Aqua Net of Justice.
They either have the same parents, or plastic surgeon, or both.
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One way or the other, it seems there were free ludes at that party. I’ve never seen two blanker stares since that time I crushed a couple of fawns with my old van at night.
Doe eye’d Betty finds his porcupine-do nauseating (as do I…) I wash my retinas against her front side.
Lois and Clark: The San Francisco Chronicles
Larry, number one Blink 182 fan, did not hesitate to donate his torso skin to Travis Barker within hours of the plane crash.
Him: Huh?
Her: What?
Oh c’mon! How am I supposed to compete with body paint, spiked hair and Proactiv? Jeezus. You guys are right, this totally looks like a straight chick in a gay bar.
My understanding is that red dye number 3 is poison…good idea.
if it was necessary to have these two inform the public about the overturning of the plastic bags ban, then it would be equally necessary for me to break body paint bag’s cheek bones into 152 pieces.
Gaybag,
“No, I swear it’s real”.
Applies to so many things in this photo it’s too long to list them all.
Epic, insurmountable ‘bag levels with this one. Darn sweet hott too. But seriously, painted-on-shirt douche is… phenomenal! Am I the only one diggin’ the Hall of Scrote slime vortex this guy’s stirring up? His shirt. Its PAINTED ON!! I know… Its hard to really soak in the true glory of this douchetonic titan, but I think I’m getting there. The shirt. Its f#*king PAINTED!! ON!!!!! Oh my! Its making me light-headed. This tawdry piece of body art may be the 1st signifier that auto-douches not only the painted pustule, but his entire family for eternity. What a herculean step in ‘bagolution. I weep.
Holy mother of gay
one time i was walking down hollywood blvd at night, right by the place where they have the oscars, and i passed a dude wearing a half cut shirt, white tennis shoes with ankle socks, and a fresh pair of underwear strutting down the street. such fond memories. that was 2010. no, not underwear over pants, just underwear. briefs to be specific. the kind that don’t look like shorts, but speedos. oh hollywood, where the fashionable go to let it all hang out.
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