Friday, September 22, 2006
Friday Night Blights
10 Degree Hats.
Shockers.
Wifebeater t-shirts.
15 cans of Keystone and a giant tub of alchy OJ.
One semi-Hottie surrounded by five scrotes, all lined up on one side of the table.
It's like a Frat Last Supper.
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Is this what colleges have come down to in this day and age? Even the chick isn't hot.
At least we don't have to worry about any procreation here.
Bagbalm
At least we don't have to worry about any procreation here.
Bagbalm
# posted by 
: 10:05 AM
: 10:05 AM
This chick is so thoroughly infected it's too late for de-bleething. Euthanasia is the only option.
# posted by : 10:41 PM
: 10:41 PM
Keith Richards would shit in his pants if he saw this retard douchebucket wearing a Rolling Stones-logo t-shirt.
Hmmmm ... "Turd on the Run" (from Exile) takes on a new meaning.
Hmmmm ... "Turd on the Run" (from Exile) takes on a new meaning.
# posted by : 12:48 AM
: 12:48 AM
What's with the 'bag second from the right and the leaning toward the camera pose, for some reason that makes me furious. I need a drink.
I'll take what's behind door #2, but it looks like he and door #1 already together - damn. Can I at least watch??
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