Wednesday, November 28, 2012
The Scourge of Affliction
Sure they’ve gone from selling for $149 in boutique stores with obnoxious names like “Pure” and “Zigg” to “Two for $14.99” at Ross-Dress-for-Less, but Affliction still plagues our culture like a rain of tree frog pestilence.
On Fratboy Ralph and his Drunk Sidebro Syd, the pestilence remains smelly poo.
Mmmm… Kelly’s vibrant and healthy projectorial mamm pillows beckon for sleep and applause.
Everyone knows you don’t wear white Affliction to a wedding. You wear white Tap Out. Sheesh.
Kelly’s vibrant and healthy projectorial mamm pillows, FTW!!!
Chin Fung and an Affliction shirt, moderate sized watch and a girly drink in a girly glass all serve to put a wet blanket on trying to fantasize about the threesome I would have with Kelly and Monica.
Oh and I need a Canuck’s take on this, eh?
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http://www.foodrepublic.com/2012/11/27/10-canadian-snack-cakes-will-make-you-forget-about?utm_medium=referral&utm_source=pulsenews
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Hosers
@ DoucheyWallnuts,
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As a temporary Canadian, I read the names of all those snack cakes as sexual euphemisms: e.g. “Jelly Logs”, “Piques, Pops and Miamis”. I don’t even know what a “Miami” would be – but I’m intrigued.
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I’m also generally in favor of anything to do with Mae West.
Also, after the recent Benzino blitz, it’s, um, refreshing to see such a classic HCwDB coupling.
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95% of all Zebras agree that Zebra ties never go with anything.
Syd’s date is lovely; needs to reconsider her life choices. Syd certainly hiccuped and puked within 60 seconds of this photo.
Syd’s future is in copier toner replacement
Kelly’s is in bobbing for…er…just bobbing
Quebecoise student hookers eat snack cakes and poutine yet never gain weight until they hit about 60.
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I am not big on sweets anymore but I would have to put a Mae West ahead of a Twinkie. Swiss rolls thrown into a big bowl with custard makes an excellent trifle with a few cans of cherries.
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My retarded brother with the champagne can still pull the hotts.
Can’t say Syd’s that far off base. That brunette’s no slouch and why not pound straight from the bottle if you’re there to pound. Drunken, hard sex is appropriate for this occasion with the usual repressed memory black and blue knee caps and crusty pubes awaits. Go get ’em, Tiger
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Ralph? Douche
Mark Sanchez clotheslined by his own lineman’s giant ass. The .gif that keeps on giving:
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BAM!
@ DoucheyWallnuts,
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As a full time Canadian, the only time I ever eat that stuff is when I am extremely self-loathing. And don’t get me wrong I like my junk food, but when I eat any of those cream or jelly filled pastries, I know what I’m afflicting on myself, and just like this douchebag wearing Affliction, I should know better.
All units mock every “Zigg” for great justice.
af·flic·tion
[uh-flik-shuh n]
noun
1.a state of pain, distress, or grief; misery: They sympathized with us in our affliction.
2.a cause of mental or bodily pain, as sickness, loss, calamity, or persecution.
A feel bodily pain,distress,distress,and grief looking at these turds.