Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Anal Pucker of the Apocalypse Meets Granola Sideboob of Pokey Fondle
A little bit more backstory and Marvel’s gonna turn this into their next superhero film.
Summer 2017. Right after Fondlerman vs. The Pud hits the big screen.
Good God almighty, the loins itch and quiver and tremble (but not the kind of itch going around that muddy forest preserve from hell) for the real girl softness, the real girl tan lines, the real girl ‘I know this is cheesy but I’m having fun goddammit’ attitude.
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And yet. My eyes accidentally wander to douche drivel. The punchable face, the I-Want-To-Kill-Him-Lucchesi-Style (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5uK3wYrl3aU) with those fuckin glasses, the pure white-belt lameness that is this piece of shit.
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And I wonder – could the real girl that beckons truly be so ‘real’ if she hangs with this ape? Are my standards too high for real world interaction? And I say it matters not, brothers. For this chick would leave you drier than an Indiana husk of corn in late November. Drier than the comedy stylings of Steven Wright. Drier than Donkey Douche’s dead grand-mama’s cooter.
Drier than NeverWet on a plain toast
Drier than a Mormon wedding.
Tell me if I’m doing this right. I’m getting the anal pucker looking at this idot
He’s not a douche – he must be Samoan, so he has really big Samoan buddies. And what an outfit! That white belt really ties it together. The cum rag probably needs washing, however.
Isn’t that TDM’s next canker sore?
Drier than prison butt sex
TDM’s SBR FTW
Drier than Cloris Leachman stranded in the desert, begging for something you don’t want to understand.
That Moogo guY from yesterday is right he is a Samoan. Take it from a zoroasstrian
Idaho got some fine outdoor git tagethers!
dunno Fred N her holster might be like humpin a mango!
trustme mango good!