I don’t either, so fuck it.
I wrote this song for a guy named Iggy Pop way back in 197somthing. He was high as fuck, and really needed to eat a sandwich, but he locked me in a room filled with stuffed bunnies, and screamed at me to come up with something that endless fucktards could cover in order to prove that they know something about…what was I saying? Oh right. Fuck it. Now Anthony Keidis looks like Iggy Pop. Everything that is new is old.
Today’s hottie is hot (nsfw). She learned how to trade showing her boobies for money just a few years back, and quickly rocketed to fame in a gentleman’s magazine that starts with P, ends with Y, and has an LAYBO in the middle. Please welcome Iryna Ivanova!!1!1!!!!!! She really does have great cans, doesn’t she?
Ok, maybe that was just in my head. There is no rated R version so you can stop googling it.
I thought the ad was pretty good. In fact, it was my favorite commercial from the Rayper Bowl.
Bravery is cool. Confidence is sexy. Trading a shiner for a kiss? A well calculated move by our dorky hero, which she clearly enjoyed.
Don’t worry, I brought some content. I may have posted these before.
I am sorry about getting into an argument about putting up the Christmas lights. I guess that sometimes I feel like you are pushing me too hard when you want something. I realize that I was wrong and I am apologizing for being such a hard-headed guy. All I want is for you to be happy and be able to enjoy the holiday season. Nothing brightens the Christmas spirit like Christmas lights! I took the time to hang the lights for you today; and now I will be off to the hockey rink.
Again, I am very sorry for the way I acted yesterday. I’ll be home later.
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