Monday, April 4, 2011
The Knicklehead
Reminding us that, in spite of being one of the great cities of urban living, New York also has the douchiest sports fans this side of Miami Beach, The Knicklebag wants to drop by.
And be a douche.
In presence of soothing smoothie blended drink of hott lickery, the lovely Lindsey.
And all is wrong on a Monday morn.
And lest you think the Knicklehead was just goofing it up in a one-off pic, this unholy basketballwipe took his show on the road. With Lindsey on vacation in the tropics.
The great Bernard King just had himself retroactively baptized as a Celtic.
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In a couple years, when Lindsey is bored, sipping a wine coller, and looking through her old photo folders, she’s gonna see herself with the Nicklehead, and she’s going to remember how the only time his tongue ever came out was when there was a camera. THE ONLY TIME.
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Then she’s gonna bite her lip, drum her fingers on the desk, then let out a knowing chuckle before getting up, grabbing her vibrator from the bedside drawer, and going off to the bathroom to take care of some business.
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Because Lindsey doesn’t like to bother her roommates that way.
Mr Scrotato FTW!!!
Nickle head is beyond Poo. She looks like a respectable young lady who will follow Mr. Scrotato Head’s advice. But I’d rather see this one with a vibrator. GRRRRRRRRR.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f1VgNnADVqg&feature =related.
Wow, a girl with her clothes on. What a concept!
I’m gonna figure this link thing out one day. Son.
yep, more douchetongue. this is getting out of hand
I think there’s a group of surgeons who volunteer their time to fix people with facial deformities. There is hope.
@ The Reverend
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Alive Eve. Boing!
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You sir can be my drug dealer any day.
I’d like to drop kick a basketball to his face.
$20 says this turd lives nowhere near NYC and just wears a Knicks jersey because it says New York. Aka a version of the Yankees douche, and no self-respecting Knicks fan would wear that after the last 10 years…
That hat looks like it just took a 165 pound shit into an empty Knicks jersey.
Bonus pic
http://tinyurl.com/3qx8uwv
OK, so in Clark Griswald’s bonus pic he’s carrying around the carafe from a free Gevalia coffee pot without the lid??
When are Jewish white guys going to give up trying to be “down”?
Patrick Ewing would rip this turd’s tongue out if he ever saw him on the street. and probably impregnate Lindsey shortly thereafter
^Just by looking at her.
Orange bikini with red cap in pic 2… is exactly the kind of girl who 15yrs ago would carry a baseball mitt and you’d throw mud at as a kid, mock relentlessly for being a tomboy and call funny-at-the-time yet immature names- only to rediscover in later years to have become a sandy haired mermaid goddess who has not forgotten you cruel childish ways and pretends she doesnt know you when you’re back home for chistmas at the bar. Damn young me for my foolishness!
To suffer the upcoming Spring Break Docuhe’pics that will no doubt be posted. The mettle of a man is tested in adversities and he, who remains firm in his beliefs comes out shining.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And The Mock shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be rememberèd;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that Mocks with me(DB1)
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen who are now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That mocked with us upon HCwDB.
She is all that is sweet and pure and wholesome — smelling surely of apple pie and Hello Kitty vaginal douche — and he is uber-douche smelling of cheap booze and Coppertone…and I hate the Knicks.
so how’s about them Yankees or Rangers of Islanders or Giants or… any sports team from New York?
I would personally carry the Sunny Twins home with me, bake them a pound cake and then give them both a little kiss on the forehead before tucking them into their bunk beds with matching pink flannel sheets. And then I would go out into the night, find this douche, tear out his tongue and use the bloody roots to paint a warning on an adjacent brick wall: ABANDON YOUR HOTTS. MEDUSA IS HERE.
Ugh, this one hurts. Sloe-eyed Lindsey sets my dark heart aflutter and reminds me of simpler times, like when I was in high school and had yet to give a sh*t about the real world. Knickleback here is a douchal jackass of the highest order. I’m almost too blinded by rage to type any kind of coherent missive. I hope my point gets through, and I hope he dies of a well-thrown elbow to the throat during the next pick-up game with his bros.
Lindsay and Lara, sweet as spun-sugar cotton-candy at a beach-stand, take pity on the obviously thirsty douche-pooch, whose lolly-tongue-gaggling dog-smarts include back-atcha’ hand signals his owner trained him with to locate and signify the presence of hotts too far away to be seen by Mr Magoo eyes.
Here the dog-smarts include back-atcha’ hand signals his owner trained him with to locate and signify.
I’m sorry, have you been to Philly?
And $20.00 bucks more I’ll bet this guy plays a lot of video games and doesn’t get laid much.
That can be one of the great while play the video game and that can be one of the good for the video game which is one of the great to know about it.
I love to play more like this.