Tuesday, August 19, 2008
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When King Triton sent Princess Ariel on a mission to find crabs, this wasn't what King Triton had in mind.
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"For just pennies a day, we can clothe douchebags all over the world in more than just meager rags."
Aschliegh never realized how quickly "kissing cousins" could turn into "shotgun marriage." Zach didn't mind.
Though their first meeting was stiff and awkward, Shelly soon came to appreciate the merits of a gaybag "boyfriend."
Before a night of incestuous heavy petting, twins Hubert and Hannah get ready for Mass at St. Joseph’s.
Manny was confused when the priest refused to allow him to reenact the crucifixion on Maria’s white cross.
Never one to loose his composure, Javier just grinned when Judith showed up for the prom wearing his prized fisting sling.
Despite his tattoo, "Together Forever Now Ralph & Potsie," Potsie left Ralph for Chachie's uncast sister.
That's right, the Bronze Fonz is unveiled soon...
That's right, the Bronze Fonz is unveiled soon...
Ariel begged Tad to pop the huge blackhead on his lower lip, but he secretly wanted to grow it big enough to be mistaken for a soul patch.
Princess Arial had read that amputees frequently felt the urge to scratch their missing appendage, but the "Guide For The Newly Transgendered" didn't show an entry under "fantom boners"
"Tony Bennett, 'left his heart in San Francisco.' This inspired Justin to have his RETURN ADDRESS permanently inscribed over HIS."
Javier basked in the moment, after the Jane Seymour and Ryan Seacrest oufits won them first prize at the Drag Queen Masquerade Ball.
Boccaccio’s cleft chin quivered with anticipation as Salina removed her emasculator from her thigh holster and angled for his sack.
Marissa tried hard to suppress her giggle as she felt the symptoms of her fecal incontinence moisten Alejandro’s hand.
"Did you ever know that you're my hero?"
I am inclined to overlook the douche in this picture and instead keep my focus on the incredible journey that began for me by following the glorious white path from her fleshy Himalayas ever southward to her magical valley, dreaming of what treasures must await.
I am inclined to overlook the douche in this picture and instead keep my focus on the incredible journey that began for me by following the glorious white path from her fleshy Himalayas ever southward to her magical valley, dreaming of what treasures must await.
"When King Triton sent Princess Ariel on a mission to find crabs, this wasn't what King Triton had in mind."
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i know you all read it once... but that's worth a nother look... ahahahhaha.
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i know you all read it once... but that's worth a nother look... ahahahhaha.
Mandingo suppresses a fit of jealousy whilst posing next to Ariel in the suit HE wanted to wear. And, in his own mind, looks better wearing.
Princess Arial had no time to waste; for at midnight the spell wore off and her prince turned back into a toad.
AV
AV
not only is that holy blue triangle, but also an uncalled for resurrection of the Douche from HoS Blue triangle II pic (minus the sneer)
The caption would read:
Though naturally grown with time and pressure, the best pearls can be found in swimsuit clamshells.
The caption would read:
Though naturally grown with time and pressure, the best pearls can be found in swimsuit clamshells.
Ariel flashed a knowing smile after reading the inscription, "dispose of empty container properly" prior to sucking out Tads tiny but scrumptious brain
calling not HBT... our goddess is more petite without fake cans.... this "broad" quite likely has a cock!
She does look like a new and improved HBT. And by improved, I mean professionally installed knockers.
Ah, what craftsmanship.
AV
Ah, what craftsmanship.
AV
(not pictured)an even more disturbing portrait of randy travis eating an ice cream from the scapula to the small of scrote's back
Also, I believe that this bag is none other than Fish Slap's sometime accomplice and likely bottom, Minnow Slap.
your love is foever etched on my chest, babe...actually it says 'come one come all to the hottest party of the year'...but you get the idea...
Look at hott. Now look DOWN. Those wrinkles in her bathing suit tell me that she's beyond Camel Toe. We're talkin' Turkey Wattles! I wouldn't want to gobble that.
So many comments about the hott being manly or having a schwien.
Sweet!
I'll take this hott and jack off her tranny-penie in your eyes while you watch. She's hott and makes me happy inall the right place(s).
Yes, I have issues.
Sweet!
I'll take this hott and jack off her tranny-penie in your eyes while you watch. She's hott and makes me happy inall the right place(s).
Yes, I have issues.
You know, that kid has such a genuine sweetness in his smile I'm tempted to give him a pass.
On the other hand, that broad is hotter than anything I've fucked in the last three months, so no. No pass for him.
Douchebag.
On the other hand, that broad is hotter than anything I've fucked in the last three months, so no. No pass for him.
Douchebag.
"Escape
When you can't call for help, smile like Ariel."
Great shot of Ariel; sans the legs/fin? I just wish I didn't have to see his crabby hand on her back-blossom.
You know, the light on her hair - looks like she's Vulcan. I'd like to spend some time on her vulcan...and by that I mean, really do you need to know what the labia is too?
DJ
When you can't call for help, smile like Ariel."
Great shot of Ariel; sans the legs/fin? I just wish I didn't have to see his crabby hand on her back-blossom.
You know, the light on her hair - looks like she's Vulcan. I'd like to spend some time on her vulcan...and by that I mean, really do you need to know what the labia is too?
DJ
In the future, there will be a category of worker who is even less-skilled than those who wear their names on their shirts.
"Okay, baby, I let you sign MY chest ... now, to be fair, you should let--"
"No."
"But--"
"No."
"But, I waxed my chest, and left my shirt open!"
"I said no. Go wash your hair."
"What?"
"And shave that thing off your chin."
"Shave? But--"
"Nevermind, let me. *pluck!* There. Done."
"Ouch!"
"Shut up. You got the photo you begged for, you can let go of me now."
"No."
"But--"
"No."
"But, I waxed my chest, and left my shirt open!"
"I said no. Go wash your hair."
"What?"
"And shave that thing off your chin."
"Shave? But--"
"Nevermind, let me. *pluck!* There. Done."
"Ouch!"
"Shut up. You got the photo you begged for, you can let go of me now."
We both fucked Ryan Seacrest....Really....and it was HOT! By the way my tatt says, Seacrest OUT! He signed my douchbag caved in chest after I fucked him......
I went to high school with this guy and I think everyone is underestimating the seriousness of the situation. Around the 12th grade he made a push to break into the vinegar soaked world of boy bands. He actually got up in front of the whole school at an assembly and did a backstreet reject level performance. Needless to say, synchronized twirling was involved. If anyone is interested, I would be willing to return to that godforsaken school to try to find tapes of this. I can assure everyone, it would be worth every second of wasted time.
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