Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Vinnie Doublepump
Vinnie Doublepump occupies that abhorrent location in the mating game in which Barely Legal Kelly is:
1) From a small town
2) Not that intelligent
3) Too young to know better
The result is toxic sludge served in grade school cafeterias.
I’d slime her pink.
His real name is Vincent M. Doubleputz.
While I wholeheartedly disapprove of Vinnie I am mildly pleased for that he can pull Jodie Foster.
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Maid’s day off.
remove that ‘for’.
4) Can suck a golf ball through a garden hose?
5) Can work her titay’s like Rev Chad works a bottle of Canadian Crown?
I love everything there is about BLK’s “upper balcony”
I see BLK and I remember how much of genius Frank Zappa was.
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“Hey Hey Hey all you girls in these
Industrial towns
I know you’re prob’ly gettin’ tired
Of all the local clowns
They never give you no respect
They never treat you nice
So perhaps you oughta try
A little friendly advice
And be a CREW SLUT
6) May be a fag hag.
Look at the guy?
Her pants are all torn up, and that’s bad. Her shirt is barely hanging on, and that’s good.
7) Her Jugs need a Yogurt dousing?
You’d have to think “that abhorrent location in the mating game ” is Las Vegas
That is some sweet tender goodness. mmm, mmm!!
I wound up with a pair of jeans looking like BLK’s back in the day, but it was because of a mishap in the chemistry lab in college. (I’m thinking BLK has never been past the second semester for her cosmetology license.) Luckily it was the 80’s and my eyeglasses shielded most of my upper body. Unfortunately, the classmate that caused the small thermonuclear disruption at the next table wasn’t so lucky. But still it could have been worse–he could have looked like Vinnie Doubledump either before or after the hydrosulfuric acid bath. I guess he paid a price for the passing grade that semester.
Vinnie, ya gotta have some guns before you can double pump. Those things look like some calamari stuffed with a bit a feta cheese.
@ UFO
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Nearly all my jeans are like hers for the same reason you describe. The little fucckers in my labs (I know, I know. I SHOULD call them students) liberally douse the shit out of the counters with acid and then I don’t find out anymore until after they get washed. Then again, I still have no idea why my one pair has a hole in the crotch…
I’d acid wash her breasticles with my alkaline man mustard.
I’d emulsify her va-jay-jay with my man-yonnaise.
I’d caramelize her aureola with my piping hot, penile salamander.
Doc, that’s just one reason why I’m an accountant now. When your two-stage rocket blows up on the launch pad about 8 feet away from your face, a desk job doesn’t seem so bad. That, and how come everything in physics is a “theory”. Debits and credits are pretty cut and dry as to their existence. And when there’s a mistake made, a black hole doesn’t open up and swallow everything–I’m looking at you, Hadron.
He is a pipe-farter.
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Hopefully so is she.
And BTW, clean that fucking kitchen you fucking pigs
Me thinks the backseat of Vinnies sweet ass ’95 Del Sol is going to get a liberal spraying of used appletini later on that evening. That girl is a lightweight in this game and I know the pukers when I see ’em and she’s a puker!!
I am a big fan of Barely Legal Kelly. And by that I mean I’d love to ejaculate into the openings of her ripped jeans.
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If there was a Slightly-Out-of-Focus wing to the Hall of Hott I would nominate BLK.
I don’t like either of these people, and especially neither of them. Cupla smug mugs that require fish slaps.
Nice 11.5 inch arms there, big guy. Keep wearing tight t-shirts. It ain’t making them look any bigger.
Cute blonde with a messy kitchen means riot in the sack. Vinnie, you are one lucky D-Bag wannabe.
Mom and Pop are gone lets have a party and pose.
All the Mary Kay in the world can’t make her hot. Real talk.
Who’s up for a pellet gun show? Huh?!?! HUH!?!?!?!