Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Eminem's Turds
Eminem’s Turds crawled out of a Detroit bathroom stall long enough to embrace Marissa, make douche hand gestures, and approve of the HCwDB of the Week.
Then they were flushed.
And yeah, these pitnobs were on the site back in the day, but I’m way too drunk to remember the whose and whatnots. So f-it.
Mmm… Trader Joe’s Joe-Joes.
Moe Stooge needs to come lay down the law to these clueless fuckwits
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Marissa is creating a fury in my pants. The turds are creating a fury in my brain. Said I.
“Yo, bitches, we harder than Algebra, son”
The Brothers Dimm.
These two ass gerbils again? I guess you have to respect syphilitic staying power and virulence.
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I’d plow bargain basement Fergie until the orangeness wears off.
If I found that chick on pedestrian walkway, I would chew her face then her mons veneris. Sons.
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Is Florida Institute of Technology a reputable school? Sons. FMI
Eminem and his turds don’t hold a candle to the greatest white rapper of all time.
They just pose with bitches and snowball each other.
Orange hotts dress looks like its first life was as a plastic window curtain in an Econologe bathroom.
This is a live-action douche Rorschach test.
Do you see:
A) The irate face of Marissa’s father.
B) A Motherfucking Pterodactyl
C) Abraham Maslow, throwing up hands in grief.
D) The dried rattlesnake head worn by clone on right. Seriously, it’s a dried snake head.
These two have a bright and distinguished career ahead of them in the fast food industry.
Where’s Rudy Eugene when we need him?
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What , to soon? Like you wouldn’t want him to take these two next?
@ Jacques
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Watching “Trailer Park Boys” in Oregon. Respect.
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J-Roc in the house with Space Weed.
Now that the zombie apocalypse has started, I am dropping the curtain McCrude’s Zombie Contingency Plan(tm).
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1) Find high ground. Zombies move slow, so see them coming and you are halfway to victory.
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2) Feed douchebags to zombies. Short of a shotgun blast to the head, nothing will slow a zombie down better than chance to snack on some douche brains. Save the ammo, and improve the post apocalyptic gene pool at the same time.
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3) Save the hotties. No one wants a post apocolyptic sausage fest. High heels may slow them down and they are shite swinging a fire axe, so I may need to sacrifice a lot of dudes in order to get the hotties to safety. Like Patton, I can make the hard decisions.
I do not approve of these twins.
I would like to see more of those beer commercial twins everyone is always singing about. That would be great.
Know what I’m sayin’?
it only makes sense that Moe was wearing the formula for hydrogen peroxide.
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chemists.
I’m pretty sure these dudes used to jerk eachother off in the womb. They just have that look about them.
“What Would Jesus Shave?”/ “WWJS” and “What Would Jesus Tatt?”/”WWJT” are two viable, marketable phrases that can be pushed on dimwits like the douches who appear here.
Marissa has the glazed-over look indicative of Stockholm Syndrome. And she appears to be wearing curtains.
I would pay $3,298 for a realistic Grand Theft Auto game that involved nothing more than running down these two douche weasels in a number of creatively violent ways.
Wasn’t she married to Charlie Sheen at some point?
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Mild Things
Memo to my homeless brethren:
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Stick to the traditional pastimes of bums and hoboes. Stay away from bath salts.
If you must self-medicate, restrict yourselves to the harmless, recreational drugs like crack, meth and huffing paint.
I once chugged a family size bottle of Nuquil® and ate two and a half pounds of undercooked meat loaf……………..naked.
The Microphone Assassin. J to the R-O-C. Peace out.
Somewhere in the Twin Cities, a Target store is missing its 1988 “Grunge-look” mannequins.
Wallnuts, instead of piercing the veneer of our shallow pop culture with an easy one-liner, can’t you please tell us another story about how you nailed Doris Day while Sly Stone puffed a fattie and watched with a perplexed look on his face?
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Perplexed, I says.
“Well when it first happened it was kinda funny but the more I thought about it, no one likes to get caught with their bird out like J-Roc did”.
Do you want fries with that? Just look at these guys who ride the short bus?
Twin Bags aka Beanie Bags aka Androgeny Bags aka One of us dressed both of us.
Do you all really not know who these guys are?
http://www.vice.com/read/meet-the-nieratkos-the-twins-of-atlanta
Gangsta wannabe’s
Wouldn’t even make it into a gang of 5 yr olds in a playground