Wednesday, April 25, 2012
"Ayyyyy" Guy Pays More Attention to the Camera Than the Garbunza Boings
And by Garbunza Boings, I mean soft poochy pooch dreamland bouncy luftwaffles that caress the night sky with the faintest of perfume and jiggle jello promise of a better tomorrow and a more hopeful future of butt pinch slapper slapp cute puppy humpty hump. Boobs.
Lazy eyed Susan’s Milfy inner side boob reveal is alright with me.
Ponzie told her to “Sit on it,” and she obliged.
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These cannot be Happy Days for the rest of us.
I like MILFs just as much as the next guy but this one has to start limiting her time in the tanning both – the face is starting to look like a nice set of fine leather golf shoes . . .
Luckily she’s got the chesticles to stare at because you don’t know if she’s looking at you or Hiram Largeman getting his drink at the bar.
Gotta watch where you stick that Botox neetle or you’ll end up cockeyed and not in the good way either.
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@ Doc Bunsen. Don’t sweat that Eddie Munster/wombat/cumquat hybrid 99% of the journals don’t know good research when they see it! Andrew Wakefield I think is still getting published for Christ sakes “The American Journal of Creationist Science and Medicine” has no fucking shame!! Glad to see You and Beaker on the cover of popular science, finally muppet labs is getting the recognition it deserves!! http://www.flickr.com/photos/68811633@N03/6355781519/
Aging, waist-less strippers are about as sexy as Rosie O’Donnell master-baiting with a corn cob.
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.Master-baiting, I says.
Sit on my cocck, we’ll take a photo…..heeyuck yuck yuck yuckyuckyuckyuck yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck- heeeyuck, okay NOW!
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She looks like the Beth O of club Bleeths
Luv snot in the eye, I tells ya. It’s gonna sting for a while.
His gesture implies how her vagina hangs. Nottadouche for this guy. By oh say your early 20s you should have learned that blatantly oggling a woman’s breasts lowers your doability points and overall game with the ladies. We want you to look we just don’t want to see you do it. For more on not being viewed as a complete rehtard follow my blog, ICantBelieveYouPeopleStillDoThisShit.com/HaveYouLearnedNothingFromMyTeachings
Biig hardon for the mountainous blonde. I don’t care if they aren’t biodegradable. Or that she’s prolly dumb as my stump. Or that I’ll lose wood if she speaks.
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Because I live in the moment. And the moment’s gone. Poor me.
oops, I didn’t learn how to read until 28 minutes ago. Very well-stated, Nancy. You’re the next Cunndalinga Rice. True fact.
Largemann’s friend at the wall can turn pee into wine. Ask the ‘Sock, he’ll verify it.
I had a crush on the blonde chick way in the back for, what time is it?
She smells like Brut by Faberge because she’s a tranny.
I give him a pass…he’s just demonstrating the ‘winged fist’ manuever he’s gonna give Murtha in the cloak room after he pours another cosmo or two in her gullet
He’s a Notta who’s def on point.
I do believe his hand gesture is “Hang loose” via Maui/Hawaii.
Nice part of town.
Largeman at bar LOL.
What is her stomach made out of?
Two words: Stifler’s Mom.
Upon further review, less “Stifler’s Mom” and more Jennifer Coolidge’s character Ireenie in Pootie Tang.
I guess I have a fetish for middle-aged trophy wives, because this one is highly appealing. Unfortunately I have no money for her to spend; fortunately I have no money for her to spend.
@ Capt Jim
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Thanks for the “shout out” as th young ‘uns say it. It seems like every time they ask for a picture of me and Beaker they always want the “act surprised” faces. I’m startin’ to get sick of looking like that fuccen Home Alone kid whenever a photo op springs up. Why can’t it ever be us in tuxedos accepting Noble Prizes or something?