Monday, June 24, 2013
The Scribblographer Haunts A Quartet of Bobbles
I see you, Giggle Arielle on the right. Your mellifluous party giggles and unusually small toesies deserve only the finest of ostrich feather tickle. I would salt lick a tub of frozen peas for a fortnight just for the chance to gummi bear gnaw on your Freshman year college Hello Kitty scrunchy. And then repose with a tasty pack of mallomars, a glass of almond milk, and DVDs of Black Adder.
as a freshman, prior to dropping out, Cody passed out a at frat rush party….as luck would have it, a box of Sharpies was languishing on the table next to him & puke puddle
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artists
He’s the Cadillac of douchebags.
Scribblographer’s illegitimate child #3 got a Cub Scout merit badge in Body Art for that design. Baby’s momma still waiting for child support check number one
Fuschia and white bikini hott on the left has at least one cadaverous, toothy Ophidian in her family tree. I just hope she’s not venomous. Nice bobbles and tummy, however.
four more paydays from Arby’s & he can start adding colour
Well…beginner tatt artists gotta start practicing somewhere…may as well be on low value real estate.
Giggle Arielle is find and dandy, but I’mst putting my wood on Sultry Suri over there on the left. She has that come hither look that makes me come hither and yon. And by that I mean I just ejaculated.
Evening prayer: dear god, if I must die, please kill me near Arielle’s funbags!
apparently these beauties are blind, and stupid as well! shame.
totally off topi…best column on PEDs ever
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http://www.theatlantic.com/entertainment/archive/2013/06/the-only-good-reason-to-ban-steroids-in-baseball-to-prevent-an-arms-race/276932/
There is only one explanation – this tool must be wearing Sex Panther™ Cologne…and he just hit 60% twice.
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“But DarkSock”, you whinny, “Sex Panther™ Cologne is a fictitious item from a Hollywood Movie.”
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Wrong, you gibbering fuck. IT IS REAL.
Fuck it all. I had to go to a kindergarten fucking graduation today and I’m 48. So I decided to take the girls home and work from fucking outside. So one of the little rotten chicks puts my company laptop in the sun while the other sweet child was screaming about the dog deflating her ball. Well the fucking thing went berserk so
I put it in the freezer. Mrs. comes home to get some water bottles out of the freezer for the horseback lessons and the fucking thing falls five feet and I don’t have a fucking laptop anymkore. I’m sso mad at these bitcdhes that I may post pictures of some of the parentd at the rottren school I sentr the rotten chicks to . Fuck it all
I am Arielling all over Arielle’s areolas, and by that I mean I need a new screen. And a nap.
Is that a Cadillac logo, front and center on the ‘bag? Geezuz, is he a Gommint Motors Tool?
I’m pretty sure scrimshaw artists were forced to use douchebags after people stopped hunting whales.
Arielle seems to be recoiling slightly as the picture is taken. Thus, Scrib is trying harder with the hottie on the left. Note how he is trying to feel her nice tight abs while at the same time begining to slide his pinky finger to her private area-my guess is he was slapped 3 seconds after the picture was taken.
Here’s another photo of the happy trio after a few tabs of Ecstasy:
Hey Mons
