Monday, October 18, 2010
Barry and the Kappa Kappa Kappa Woos Party in the Sauna
Looks like that duct tape strategy worked for you after all, Barry.
Good on you, Rural Pud.
Rural Michigan hasn’t seen this much excitement since Robocop ran for governor.
If only the bright flash behind them were the first nanoseconds of a massive thermonuclear explosion.
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If only.
Looks like he may have sat in gum??? Quit Looking!
Buffalo Beast cranked the temperature control, quietly shorted out the control pad, and broke the key off in the lock as casually as if he had flicked a tar stained cigarette butt out the window of his ’78 Pontiac Firebird. He shut the door quietly, muffling the insipid squealing and giggling erupting within the already too hot sauna. After stuffing a towel against the door jam to stifle any remote breeze from bringing fresh, life-giving air into the steam filled coffin, he strolled out the frat house and headed for Jamba Juice, hands tucked in his pockets and whistlingWhen the Shit Hits the Fan to noone in particular.
It must be like a sauna in there.
Also, Barry, if you ever ask me to kiss the guns, I will. But it will be a Smith and Wesson and it will be pointed at your numbskull.
Chickie on the right. Party on! Its only downhill from here for you.
Barry basked in the glory of his victory in the 2010 Arm Fart Contest with a blow of 7 seconds/87 decibels. Later, it translated into the success of calling mom for a ride home
I see too many un-sauna like things in the picture.
Inexperienced camera operator = glare filled photo.
Inexperienced young girls = douche creme filling & unplanned trip to planned parenthood.
…and just when I thought Pauly Shore couldn’t get any douchier…
The communal co-ed latrine was a huge hit at Scat Camp.
Scat Camp….I think I finally have the name for my band…
Right bleeth is laughing at how much of his man-tampon is showing out the right leg of his trunks. That or the concave shape in his groinal region.
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Blonde bleeth’s tongue has become stuck because Barry put Prep-H and his delts to make them look bigger. That or she’s so dehydrated that she sucking AXE from his pores in the hopes that she’ll become unstuck.
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Barry is licking blonde bleeth because this is his version of “having a box lunch at the Y”. Barry never was good at anatomy.
@Darksock
May I suggest inserting an “r” between the “C” and the “a”.
Man tampon = manpon?
Those kinda look like Christmas lights he’s wearing. Which doesn’t make my want to do a turn side kick to his face any more. Or less. Just an observation.
Scat Camp is for pussies. I’m Stackhouse and I dont approve of this massage. Fuk I’m smarrtt. git somw. I go to brain camp.
Children!…Goodbye.
Thats right baby kiss the guns!
Hey, at least he’s licking HER shoulder and not his own. You’re supposed to gnaw, dumbass! That’s no Sauna, there’s a carpet in there! I think they’re in the fitting room at Farm & Fleet.
Swishy swish – He has a lump of heroin in his rectum. He keeps it there for safe keeping.
I love when the Yankees lose in embarassing fashion. The only thing that could have made that game any better tonight was if A-Rod and Posada collided going for a foul ball and both received career ending groin injuries.
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I just hope the Bosox can find that $150 million for six years for Cliff Lee in the cushions of John Henry’s sofa this winter
Rural Michigan hasn’t seen this much excitement since Chief Pontiac drove a Chevrolet.
The kids thought it was all fun and games until the bolts were slammed home and the boxcar began to lurch forward.
@Deltus: I’m pretty sure he’s wearing the traditional pud accoutrement of “bar-bling,” the cheap Bud and Bud Light promotional beads. If only it was a string of Christmas tree lights– those could actually be used to strangle him. Bar bling just breaks away, trust me.
@The Goob: they should make bar bling sturdier, then. That way, any choad in the club that needs to be removed from the gene pool can be dispatched that much more quickly and easily, without having to bring your own tools. I’m all about the convenience, yo.
That looks like the guy I ran over with my car last night.
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Whoops– my bad. I meant the guy I’m going to run over with my car tonight.
This picture should be called Hot Chicks and Homos! Everything, including his shorts, are flaming!
He made those beaded necklaces himself in craft class,quit being so mean! He also inserts them up his rectum.
since they’re in Michigan…
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send them to Detroit.
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