KitchenBaggery
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Sunday, June 14, 2015
Choadal/Hott Summer Fest 2015
Lest you thought the hottie/douchey cohabit wasn’t still discombobulating like a hidden pustule underneath the skin of cultural coherency, let this little pile of trixie upchuck harden your arteries like Peter Scolari’s scoliosis.
Yes, your humble narrator still gets the occasional submission from the long time ‘bag hunter.
And while I realize this site has stopped it’s daily mock and exists as a tribute and a relic to an increasingly forgotten Wild Wild West internet that historians will someday struggle to account for and articulate, I still like to pop in and say hi. If you’re still coming back after all these years, I salute you fellow hunters and huntresses. You are not forgotten.
The mock will continue in new form, mayhap.
But I will still point out the choadal taint here and there. As per my prerogative.
Monday, December 9, 2013Caption This Pic
Okay; last post before I hand the keys I stole back to DB1 and slink off to my early morning date with The Ether.
Caption this photo of Donkey Douche and his good friend Ash. Full name: Ash Clench**.
Note: For you purists, look closely behind Mr. Clench and you’ll see the left eyebrow and center belly button of a presumably hott chick. Hence proper form is observed and preserved.
Now…have at, Gentlemen.
**I swear Mr. Clench looks familiar…Could it be a pre-steriod basted Peter Pumpinhead? Wheezer? 10 points to whomsoever can confirm or deny this shocking twist.
