Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Sharon Tugs Her Skirt, Gerry Tucks his Cig
I’m not sure what’s going on in this pic. We have fine taut female boobie hottie suckle thigh mixed with ducklips.
We’ve got fauxhawk and cig-ear on Gerry, both stage 2 violations.
We’ve got pleather 80s jacket and zombie dance pose.
Meanwhile, Stockbroker Morty chills in the back and sips a Heineken.
I’m confused. Time to microwave a burrito and chew things over.
Good Lord! Such suckle thigh. And thank you, DB1 for reminding me of the cig-on-ear (stage 2) violation. Hideous isn’t a word I use recklessly, particularly when referring to cig-on-ear.
I believe Gerry just jizzed in his pants
Wow he’s bored. Looking for his boyfriend?
He’s a zombie, looking for love. And brains. But mostly brains.
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Alternatively, he’s trying to his his woody in Sharon’s vajayjay and she’s not putting up with it. As it where.
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Son.
Sharon has been kicked out of Madam Tuessade’s on many occasions. There is now a sign that says “Do NOT fucc the Dean Cain exhibit – management.”
As Gerry slow-bastes his Winston in ear-grease, Sharon gingerly tries to unhook her clitoral hood from his zipper pull.
Sharon and Gerry looked high and low for her misplaced Kotex ultra-thin, which turned out to be in plain site all along.
These two realize that everyone else in their class has graduated, gotten jobs, had bratty fuccen kids, and live in two-story houses while they can seem to find the way out of the gym from their senior prom? I didn’t think so.
^ can’t NOT can. Good gravy.
Gerry’s father always told him, “Skank-ho’s are like a T-Rex. They can’t see you if you hold very still and don’t move.”
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Jerry’s father was a moron.
Gerry is thinking, “I can’t let her touch me…..I can’t let her TOUCH ME…..I CAN’T LET HER TOUCH ME! Doesn’t she know I must preserve all of my BUILT-UP LIBIDO TO FIGHT OFF THE KLINGON WARSHIPS?????”
I’m willing to vote “Notta” if this picture has caught Gerry in the act of administering the very rare, “Dance Floor Finger Bang (DFFB).”
Hey dude, grind your thigh against her crotch! Pfft…Do I need to tell you EVERYTHING!
She is a sure thing. His is having one of his spells. As it has long been told to generations of manly men:
dirty looking girls with no obvious muscle tone and some hot hair, lips, and slutty clothes will blow on the first dance.
“Ma’am, do you have $15 for the pizza or not?!”
He’d have to be undead to not be dry humping the FUCK outta her leg…
She’s hot. She’s no Victoria Looseleaf, but she’s hot.
that’s not a skirt. that’s lingerie.
and i shamefully approve. ever so shamefully.
I just spit all over my computer screen……………
He’s embarrassed he doesn’t remember how to do the Hokey Pokey. I think Chee taught him how to do it.
that zombie like posture leads me to believe 1) he has no idea who this chick is and 2) he has never ever ever had physical contact with a woman before…check the jeans man, girls be gettin’ crazy ideas after that Superbad movie…as for the alliteration, i could have also gone with ho’s be havin’…
GIna Gerson. Still pulling the pudds.
Gina Gerson. Still pulling the puds.
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This chicks into STATUEesque men. Me too honey. Those soldiers from the Iwo Jima Memorial really now how to show a girl a good time.
She has a great many wonderful parts. Put them all together… sometimes it’s spectacular. But not always.
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I’ll take my chances.
… and he has a white plastic watch band.
I think he is having a petite mal seizure.
on closer inspection, inter crainial pressure is causing him to deceberate posture. this douche may not be long for this world…
The man jeans, girls are “crazy ideas after this movie Superbad … that for alliteration, could have also went with ho havin getting to be.
I think he just found out her “secret”–she has extra parts. That’s why his hair is standing up like that. I mean, she does have a John Waters styled pencil-thin :mustache.
Another one for the Guggenheim Awards, DB1. The power of diagonal layout and purple never fails to catch the eye…
…as does a generous set of boobies.