Thursday, April 4, 2013
WTF Thursday
Well.
Something’s going on here.
I have no idea what it is.
If you think you know, hold forth in the comments section. I’ll post the most rational explanation(s) on the front page once I sober up from the bender this image caused. Assuming it’s PG-13. So there’s a fighting chance I can’t post nothin’.
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Almost 30 comments, and this is the only PG-13 candidate I can post on the front page. I’m so proud of the regs. Wretches!
Wheezer said…
This, not cancer, killed Roger Ebert.
Sol (lying on the table) was choking on a Nacho flavored Combo and somehow, Celeste, rather than administering the Heimlich, worked herself into the reverse Cowgirl position, whilst wearing a strap on, upon which Bucky impaled himself.
You never know what’s gonna happen when all the bath salts get tooted up! It’s a simple game of “Tranny in the Middle”
Darksock is proving the old adage that Architects, besides excelling at drawing shit before pointing up in the air and nodding incessantly, are well adept at maintaining blogs bearing no connection whatsoever to the art of place making.
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Which proves we are also highly successful at delegating actual work to kids 2 weeks out of college looking to pay back their 200K debt, with a salary not depicted in movie versions of Architects, while we ogle hott chicks and verbally smite douchebags from the safety of our closed office.
What’s going on in this pic? How the hell should I know Connie?
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Wait…
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Are we on the air?
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Why come this bottle in my lap empty?
It’s not gay if its in a three-way.
Oh, wait … Yeah, it definitely is.
Worst threesome in the history of mankind. efukt dot com wouldn’t even post this horror. (check it out, you’ll regret it)
Vern , The Human Tampon, takes a rest with his client on Biff, The Human Bidet
Ginger and Phil recreate last night’s debauchery when they invited Phil to take the caboose
Reacharound
The “other “Phil
As the charade party wound down, the confused guests take the first of several stabs at The Human Centipede trying to show the fifth letter. Smells like poo.
Belinda shows how she can Kegel two douchebags at once
The trio’s began lining up for auditions in Missing Chromosome Production Studio’s “Idiocracy II: Ouch! A Dudefag Pees In Her Butt While An ElderChildCockk Shits In Her Womb.”
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Somewhere in the distance, a shallow breath escapes parched lips, and a respected critic gives up the ghost.
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What?
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Too many thumbs down?
Over/under on whether that’s a strap-on, or a tranny hooker: 6.
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Inches, son, inches.
Dude Largeman looks on while his White Russian tries to burp it’s way out of his gullet
Tammy the Tranny engages in a little pool baggery roleplay at the suggestion of her reconstructive surgeon. Is she really ready to give away all this fun.
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Dr Nicks
Their popularity in decline, Blink 182’s members found “anal waterworks” LGBT outcall services to be the best hope for a career revival.
Chick just gave birth to penal/rectal cojoined twins.
DarkSock is doing yeoman’s work. And by yeoman, I mean, ” Yo, man Crucial Head!”
Sammy the Tranny suggested he/she was down for a little anal and a three-way. Keith, seeing an opportunity to add a story to his mental file that he’d tell his buddies about for years.
Naturally, Sammy didn’t mention she’d be both giving AND receiving in this transaction.
Keith is surprised at this development, but still will tell his buddies this story for years.
Joey, meanwhile, passed out two hours ago. He’ll wake up later on with a scorching case of herpes and no idea how he got it. And, for once, it’ll be the truth.
In the background, the maintenance guy is pissed that he’s going to have to pressure wash the pool deck for the second time this week. Judah Friedlander Largeman is comparing his dick size to both Passed out Joey and Sammy the Tranny.
And Beth, who’s slightly too old and educated for this nonsense, puffs her cigarette (an imported brand she happily paid an extra $10 for so she could say how much she paid) and reminisces about that time in Paris when she fucked two mimes.
This, not cancer, killed Roger Ebert.
The stunt doubles for “The Human Centipede 3:The Douchebag Sequence” horsing around on the set.
What the fuck just happened? Where did Crucial come from? What sort of Dr. Who/Star Trek/Marty McFly/HG Wells time travel shit is this?
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I’m glad to see Dark Sock’s control of the helm has revived Crucial Head from his ancient slumber (drunken stupor) to show us all what a real comment looks like.
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Now shut the fuck up and give us some more goddamn pear!
Oh, yeah. Hairy vagina.
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There.
Hi Jacques.
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You are our bard… a minstrel in the young myth drawn about by our troubador, the DB1 and his jesters. Let not your pen waver.
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Nor your peen.
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Shake Spears.
Why did I click on that link?
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Jacques, Sir, if you think such crass measures are going to somehow goad me into unleashing my Pear Hoard as a pallet cleanse, then you are correct.