Well, there goes my little glimmer of hope that the first GRILLZ pic was staged and/or the teeth were fake... what's definitely NOT fake are the hottie hottersons (well most of them aren't) that have so little brain power as to actually be... oh, i dunno, ANYWHERE NEAR these 'bags!
 

Yeah, Kimmy, he is a silly pud isn't he?

Even with your colored golden locks and enlarged breastage, you're more than intelligent enough to see that the uber twat standing to your immediate right deserves a good chuckle. His entire existence is utterly hilarious. He tries so hard, yet cool he is not. Simple, yet laugh inducing.

I agree.

In fact, we have a lot more in common than you know, like we both enjoy listening to Michael Bolton on a rainy night, or that your favorite bath towel is a light burgundy, or that you make the cutest little snore/sneeze sound every time I ejaculate onto your upper neck while you sleep...

Er...

Um...

Gotta go.
 

Tilted hat and grill with a blazer. That's three strikes with Two hotts present. He's batting 0 for 3.
 

So simple a condom could have prevented it...
 

The grill that smoked a thousand sausages...
 

"Music is my Dit"? Huh?

I wanna know the girl in the Rikers' Island regulation mini-dress. And by know, of course I mean the biblical sense.
 

Goddam this is perplexing. Look at this special needs f'er. If anyone ever tells me they can't find a hott to call their own, I am going to come back to this picture, point to the fungoid in the middle, and say, "With Grillz, all things are possible. If this mirror-buster can do it, anyone can."
 

Music is my tit?
 

Music is my π ?
 

He is too cool to look at the camera.
 

Upon further inspection, blondie appears to have a chipped tooth.
 

The hat is too big for his head. He can't even purchase stupid headwear in his size.

I'm wondering if the taste of chimichurri in my throat is acid reflux, or if I'm beginning a horrid vomit cycle?
 

when Eva on the left finishes her degree and becomes a high profile lawyer, she'll probably request a takedown.

okay i'm probably too generous with my compliments today. Eva, you look smart and yummy, but i make no assumptions. other than the innumerable assumptions (nay - FACTUAL OBSERVATIONS) i make freely about Grillz.
 

The succulent aftertaste of Samantha’s tin foil wrapped prehensile tail quickly melted into the distant haze, as Thurston’s esophagus was first jammed , then jackhammered into convulsive fits, before finally seizing up altogether… and thus, leaving him gasping for the required oxygen needed to sustain a heart that was rapidly clogging with douche cholesterol.
 

Little Grillz on his teeth...
Big Grillz on her tits..
These gals don't rate Bleeth...
His face out-poos zits.
 

If you had asked me yesterday if Biz Markie had ever raped a camel, I would have scoffed. But now, I think we need to at least entertain the possibility.
 

So this is out of left field, but is the girl on the right none other than Arian from VH1's "Tough Love"?

Looks a lot like her, except with a blonde dye job. Compare:

http://www.vh1.com/photos/gallery/?fid=1607449&pid=3622619
http://www.vh1.com/photos/gallery/?fid=1607449&pid=3622621
 

Some poor black man is missing his scrotum.

How barbaric.
 

He's that particularly nasty breed of loathsome bag called, "The Music Promoter Douche."
 

When Grillz tried to check out at the CheeseCake Factory, the cashier took the hand scanner and aimed it at his bar code pie hole and sure enough "One Ugly Douche Bag" came up on the cash register.

posted by Chowder
 

He has the grin of a 1957 DeSoto: Shiny, metallic, ugly, unnecessary, and thoroughly outmoded.

He has the grin of a cheese grater.

He has the grin...
 

the girls were trying to help at the special needs dance. this must have been for college credit. I also have some special needs they can help with. No college credit, just whipped cream and jello
 

Even the Cheesecake Factory has standards.

During my last visit they actually refused to seat four "urban" males wearing their shiniest ghetto wear, including grill, big hat with flat brim and label attached, doorags UNDER the hats, and ridiculous four finger wide bling rings in rhinestone settings.

The manager said, "we don't allow gang colors in here." They left after calling the manager a "Fuckin' Tom." Ten minutes later we saw them running out of the Galleria being chased by security. No one knows what happened.

Weird thing was, they weren't wearing colors, unless you consider jerseys with Dallas Cowboys insignia and matching droopy pants as gang colors. Maybe if they had been wearing Houston Texan gear instead.

I'm not a big Cheesecake Factory fan (food really isn't that good, and the menu is a bit bland), but we've been back three times since that happened last Christmastime.
 

The top row's douchey
And the bottom row's scrote
 

I want to believe with all of my being that those two hotts are dental students giving Toothy McDouche an exam for college credit. It could happen.
 

Anon 1.08 is correct - that is the girl from the VH1 show.

Egads... what a sad pointless life she leads.
 

Hell Troy, what a pointless life douchebags lead!

All hat and no cattle.
 

So, these chicks are dating a '54 Dodge pick up truck?

It's sad that pick up lines work on these girls.






sorry.
 

Maybe the grill is giving him lockjaw.

Or it could be all of the blow jobs he's provided.