I wrote this song for Sean because he’ll probably enjoy it while the rest of you people will most likely call me a flamer for *gasp* posting these hipster douchebags. Sean will note the feedback that begins in the second verse, the kick ass guitar solo, and the reference to other folk musicians in the lyrics. The rest of you people will flick boogers and send me hate mail. The vapors!
This week’s model is Joey Fisher. My guess is that she’s make an appearance in this hallowed post once or twice. But YOBBFO. You only big boob Friday once. Or twice. Whatever. Look, she’s got a bangin’ body and a really sexy look in her eyes that tells me she probably likes vanilla yogurt. A recent resume listed her measurements as TItty-Fuck, Waist-Grab, Shake-That-Ass. You know, I think I even used the first picture as…the first picture. Like I said, whatev.
And now a few gifs to sooth the sore beast:
L to R: H2, IB
MCPO playing with his new internet machine.
Did you know that the iPhone 6 bends? You should try it Hotspur.
Pupster doing the ice
fuckit bucket challenge.
MJ impressing some bitches.
Roamy’s average day at work, sans space pen!
Your average day at work.
Your mom’s average day at work.
Rosetta at his 40th birthday party and possibly my favorite gif of all time.
L to R: Phat, Wiser, and Cyn on day three of the TITS meat up in Tempe.
MJ IS THE HAPPIEST PERSON ON EARTH.
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