Thursday, October 10, 2013
The Artistic Meatwad
Sometimes black and white just captures the nuances of the pathos of a given moment in ways that color cannot.
Sometimes black and white just captures the nuances of the pathos of a given moment in ways that color cannot.
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How does one gauge Closet Of Poo potential?
Hellboy: The Sepia Wars
Do I look stupid when I make this face?
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Fuck Yeah! try to hit me while I run around your Hmong.
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Get off my lawn.
X-Men 5: X-Ploded
Jarhead: The Biography
He was born with a misshaped head and his mom couldn’t afford a helmet. She made him wear a paint can to bed.
B&W really captures the moment. Weeze and Bryce would agree.
Ted Turner would only need his “Swole Orange” crayon to colorize that one.
Wow! If only the Paleolithic man knew the power of black and white imagery, think how awesome the Cave of Altamira would have come out. Stupid Paleolithic man
She’s top heavy.
BTW, Happy David Lee Roth’s Birthday! Slip on your spandex tank top and zebra striped pants and groove to THIS
Well-known body building Douchebag, Jay Cutler. Not the Bears’ QB.
Right you are DW…
No wonder the top-heavy hott looks comatose next to this scrotestain…
Mr. Scrotebags wifey is at home
Poo. Poo! POOOOOOOO!!!!!!
This guys chin is so square it has a hypotenuse.
This guy’s chin is so square it inspired a Buddy Holly song.
This guy’s chin is so square it fits in most overhead luggage compartments.
As I sat waiting in my truck on Indianapolis’ near-north side to meet a client, I noticed a middle-aged woman walking toward me on the sidewalk . It was 11:00 but clearly she was hung over and had just woken up. I one hand was a leash connected to a large St. Bernard with droopy, bloodshot eyes and floppy, drooling lips. In the other was a gray plastic bag, bearing the name of a local grocery store. The dog walked, stiff-legged and arthritic with his nose to the ground. He finally stopped and began to sniff a particular spot with increased interest. Soon he began to circle the spot, and with great effort, squatted and hunched over like a giant kangaroo. His tail twitched spasmodically as a long cylindrical tube of dog shit exited his rectum, curled around and tapered off to a point, finally coming to rest on an unfortunate neighbor’s freshly-mowed lawn.
When finished, he turned around to sniff his still-steaming creation, shook himself and looked at his owner with a dim-witted satisfaction. The woman looked around once and dutifully slid the grocery bag over her hand, reached down and grasped the two and a half pounds of moist turd. She deftly reversed the bag and tied it so as to seal her prize for transport.
As she walked by I couldn’t help but notice that the gray and lumpy plastic bag of dog shit, swinging lazily from her hand, bore a striking resemblance to this monochromatic Meatwad right down to the tapered top portion.
Reminds me of this: http://sharetv.org/shows/the_fairly_oddparents/cast/jorgen
Whether B & W or in color poo always shows through and this side of beef is a triple flusher if I’ve ever seen one.
If you cover the bottom half of his face so you can only see the eyes then it becomes clear that she currently resides behind some heavy plastic sheeting, or perhaps a musty shower curtain, under about 2 feet of loose soil.