HHD

Good morning, and welcome to another edition of Hunky Hump Day.

Let’s get started with the guy from Pupster’s baisemain poat. He was in the “North and South” TV series.

Thorsday Quickie

 

Mood music:

I don’t even know what this means, because I still haven’t seen the movie.

Trump embarrassing us overseas:

 

Things I find on Facedouche:

 

Related:

 

Have I ever showed you guys my REALLY fat cat?

 

You think if I get my mom one of these, it will help?

 

This is for Leon:

 

That’s enough.   Vet office opens in 25 min then I can start calling.

 

BBF

Hello, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

 

MMMmmmm…that’s some angry angry anger-music.  Gets me pumped up before werk.

Your model for today was born August 5th, 1987 in Prague, Czech Republic. She stands 5‘8″ , 38E-24-35 and 125lbs, please hoe your own row and say hello again to Miss Marie Lambo !

BBF

Hello turtle-bros, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

 

 

Your model for today is from Essex, born February 5, 1988.  The internet doesn’t seem to know her height or displacement, but consensus opinion measures 34D-23-35.  Please put a tent on that circus and say ‘ello to Miss Victoria Moore!

 

BBF

Hello turn-takers, and welcome to Big Boob Friday!

 

 

 

 

Your model for today is a Cosplayer from Russia. Please get up and say Zdravstvuj to Miss Irina Meier (AKA captain_rachka)

Proof That God Loves Trump: The Women in His Life

I don’t care how fat, purple haired, and poorly tattooed you are…if you don’t think Melania Trump is beautiful, there’s something wrong with your brain. Everyone pretended to love and was eerily forced to affirm that Moochelle was radiant and smart while neither were really true. She’s a dog and everyone  knows it. Melania, on the other paw, is intelligent, well spoken, and fiercely protective of her family. She has class, which we sorely need.

Proof that god loves Trump: Melania

 

A sarcastic or vengeful god would have given Trump a more Chelsea-esque daughter to mock his obvious love of himself. But instead, our benevolent creator granted him with not one, but two lovely female offspring. Ivanka and Tiffany are warm, funny, intelligent, and dedicated to their families. They don’t need a PR campaign or obviously fake attempts to appear as insert-consultant-generated-words-to-convey-humanity-here to their fellow countrymen. And they both look good in leather pants, which is more than we can say for Chubble.

Proof that God loves Trump: His daughters

And lastly, there is no greater gift to a politician than a good foil. As I’ve often said, there’s only one person that Trump could have beaten to become President, and there’s only one person that Hillary could have lost to. No matter the situation, she appears robotic, tone deaf, scripted, and always attempts to lie when the simple truth will do. Dropped something on your foot or stubbed a toe? Nope! She was running down the stairs, coffee cup in hand, shouting important orders to an unnamed underling. Pass out and get chucked into van like a side of beef? She’s just fine! It’s a lovely Spring day and why look here! A random child to hug which will make a splashy picture! She’s so strong and brave to stand upright in this unrelenting 68 degree heat!

Hillary is a Christmas nightmare. The terrible gift that just keeps giving.

Proof that God loves Trump: Hillary Rodham Clinton

Enemies of the State

BBF

Hello  hungry friends, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

Your model was born June 1st, 1987 in Prague, Czech Republic.  5’8″, 40F-28-36 and 136 lbs, please say hello to Miss Shione Cooper!

 

Baby Watch

T-minus three months until total loss of sleep, life, and mind. I’m counting on all of you hostage aunts, uncles, and somewhere in between, to keep me honest and give me tons of advice on how to raise a baby. Every new parent loves to hear about what they’re doing wrong and how its going to permanently scar their child!

BBF

Hello lazy lions, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

Our model was born October 20, 1991 in Dvůr Králové nad Labem, Czech Republic. 5’8″, 36D-26-37 and 130lbs, please stop pilates long enough to welcome, Miss Mary Queen! (AKA– Agata, Angela, Lena, Miela, Miela A, Mirka, Mirra, Mora Mia, Terry Fine, Miroslava Holzapflova)

Who Dat? Not My Preznit!

As I’m sure you are all aware president Obama is set to make his big comeback to the US and public life after pretending to write his memoirs on a mega yacht with Oprah and Tom Hanks (WILSON!!!!!!!). Here’s an excerpt of his first draft that will be later turned into dramatic prose by a little known college professor and spontaneous combustion enthusiast. 

Chapter 1

Barack’s version: Sat down to watch a rerun of SportCenter at 11 after calling SlowJoe and a quick workout with Mooch. Fell asleep. Woke up during the nooner of SC just in time to see Venus Williams winning some white shit tourney for the third time. Man, what an ass. I’d like to put a Mike Tyson mask on her and lay into them hindquarters. Trump sucks! San Demus High School rules!

Ayers version: Five Nine score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity.