Monday, June 20, 2011
Turds With Crotch Skulls Bother Rachel
The cast of CSI: Albequerque just doesn’t have that je ne sais quoi, now does it.
And no, that is not Ice-T with Coco. Perhaps Mint Julep with Cayenne pepper.
The cast of CSI: Albequerque just doesn’t have that je ne sais quoi, now does it.
And no, that is not Ice-T with Coco. Perhaps Mint Julep with Cayenne pepper.
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Mint Julep looks like he got into the Rev’s stash.
her left arm is in the way of what I want to believe is glorious sideboob. Glorious as in the way that a NY strip tastes after about 15 Busch Light Tall Boys; glorious as in the way the Sunrise must look to eskimos after a long winter. Fuckin left arm.
This scene is really bringing the ugly, hard.
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Chucklehead
I see you Cayenne Pepper. Yeah your dad was a dick, drank a lot and disparaged minorities every chance he could, causing you emotional trauma as far back as you could remember growing up in the countryside of Ohio. But there are other ways you could get back at him, like porn, stripping . Just sayin
I’ll be the first to make the ubiquitous tranny reference, then…
Tranny Schmanny… He/she has a body that’s a rockin.
hamdling ‘stiff ones’ has become 2nd nature to Rachel
Pudwhack on left could use a good old fashioned skull bashing. Just sayin…
Rockin schmokin! Dude on left looks like he’s taken it up the arse!
Check spelling: Albuquerque
Looks like brothabag is unconscious / dead and being propped up, like some Weekend at Bernies for clubbags scenario.
Wondering if they got a 2 for 1 deal on the skull t-shirt and matching belt buckle….just sayin
Nancy?
White nigga is that dude from the most horrible show ever to be called comedy, Tosh.0. I guess his name is Tosh but that fucker is worse than Dane Cook and not have as funny as y’all.
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Gringos
^half, Stoner. Fuck I left the kids in the pool unattended. Crosses fingers.
agreed. Brothabag is not alive. I would call him a corpse, but that’s rude. He’s really just a person of rigor – someone who is metabolically challenged. It’s nice to see the dead gettin some hottie action. woot.
^ Well said, Troy. I’m a long-standing member with the United Appeal for the Dead.
Darryl Hannah Real Doll.
Dane Cook needs to have his nutsack stapled to the roof of his mouth. Maybe that way he wouldn’t be able to speak and he would be funnier. They are so quick to annoint comedians as the next best thing, but this guy is usually the only one at his shows who is laughing. He is a clown shoe. I hope he trips on Robin Williams and falls down a laundry chute to his death. Fuck off Dane Cook.
@RevChad, ‘fraid not. And I happen to find Daniel Tosh attractive and hilarious. So I’ve got that going for me.
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This is Billy Dee Marley from a couple weeks back. Now he’s semi conscious. So he’s got that going for him.
The only thing that makes ANY sense in this picture is that the wigga’s fingers are trying to make a break for it.
sorry, Tosh guy not funny….kinda explains alot
The Brothabag is Yamo Been There, and I’m very happy to see you yanked his notta, ’cause that motherfucker is DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCHE. High Doouche, in fact.
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http://hotchickswithdouchebags.com/2011/06/yamo-been-there/
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Kid.
Mandouchian, watching Dane Cook get his nutsack stapled to the roof of his mouth would be the funniest fucking thing I’ve ever seen him even CLOSE to.
Creature–you needed an explanation?
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Just sayin’.
The roofied gentleman in the photograph is none other than noted African-American film maker Mario Van Poobles. He has himself randomly darted and whisked off for an involuntary anal problem and high-pressure colonic cleansing, after which he is presented with slo-mo video of the various detris, flotsam and jetsam floating pat the back-lit glass reveal pipe; the good stuff invariably looks like the porch beef belched forth out of a death row prisoner’s final swish of scope before having his entrails inverted indignantly down his Dickie’s trouser leg, with the writhing colon hissing and spattering what the victim’s younger family members will always recall later as a sick hagfish belching out peanut/corn chocolate pudding…
Dammit now I must summon Death Row Olestra Haiku…will no one stop me? or at least FUCCEN HELP ME???
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Death Row Convict’s request:
Last meal: Olean Bean Surprise.
Switch throws…Whole room dies.
Stunned Survivors on
New Orleans death row Failure…
Fans all say “WHO SHAT???
I told you, brothers got the best weed. So good they can’t even see right. I had some of that once,and I couldn’t walk from the front door of the house to the car,about 30 feet. I just said,naw…that’s okay.
This chick works. Pass the KY pudster. I am ready for some spitten! SON