So – been kinda busy with trying to button up a bunch of outside projects before snow shows up. I just saw beasns‘ comment about picking your nose and having your head cave in – I Raffed out Roud – and still am. I have no idea why some things strike me as funny – but that comment did.
Turd – another of those things that i always laugh at; along with fart jokes…. whatev- i’ll die low brow, so fuck it.
Another edition of Who Can Stomp This POS Poat Fastest® begins now
Now for the tranny content you’ve all been waiting for –
That last word seems made up but it isn’t. If you search for it on the intertitty you’ll find a wealth of information.
So Obama is back, and this time going to kick ass and use cliches, and he’s all out of cliches. The world is stuck like a deer in the headlights of a sixteen wheel suck mobile, paralyzed at his magnificence–or so the media would have you believe.
The truth, harder than a diamond, and as difficult to swallow as a giant bitter pill is that only a few people actually care; rich old liberals and black women. The rest of us are just trying to get on with our lives. The days of our lives, even.
So please, do us a favor, oh God Emperor of the Early Release Television Series, go the fuck away. Obama could build a speech generator using the words, ‘world, future, change, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, let us, hope, and destiny,’ bridged together with terrible sentence formations and almost no one would notice. Just put up a cardboard cut out and play side A of the tape called ‘Flattering Rich Crackers’ then flip it over to side B, ‘I am Black Also, and Understand You.’
Save everyone else some time, dickface. If we wanted to be talked down to or bored to death we’d use bad grammar in a blog post and wait for Hotspur to show up.
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This man, right here, the one I’m pointing to…is a DICK!!!
And this grand institution rolls on. So very, very much has changed since about now in 2012. Right about then, I think we all hoped whoever won the hawkeye cock eye was going to knock SCOAMT out of office and at least slow the decline of our once great nation. Such naive, optimistic fools we were. The berning times cometh. Or perhaps the bidening times. Or the camacho times. I’m hoping for the last of those. At least there’ll be handies at Starbux, and I actually know how to grow food, so I’ll be presidentin’ before long.
Boxing.
She might have cut off a little high. Not complaining, just noting that her pockets are now useless.
Is this effect achieved by a filter, or by colorizing a B&W image?
The only bad thing I can see here is that it’s a crossfit gym.
Cubs fan triptych.
Valentine’s Day is coming up soon.
I miss going to my gym.
This is too washed out, but still pretty.
More of that non-functional camo.
February of 2016 begins. Oh, and I’M STILL HERE.
I WILL NEVER ESCAPE.
I’m getting fat. Not making/getting time for the gym, barely eating right, not getting enough sleep, and I turn 40 next week. Fatherhood and this whole “driving to work” thing is killing me. The former is worth it, the latter is not. I need motivation this week, and lots of it.
Also sleep. And some steak. And less alcohol. And like a hundred pullups.
Stones fan?
Hello everyone. Would you like to appropriate a bit of Japanese culture with a bit of sushi? Of course you would, American scum. Your behavior is worse than Hiroshima.
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Sean and I wrote this song while talking about our beards.
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And now let us look at some boobs of an Asian chick from Japanland. Her name is something unpronounceable so we’ll just skip that part. Please help me agree that Asian Boobs Matter!!!!!!!!!!
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Today’s artist is Antoine Cordet who lives in gay Paris.
He originally was a student of Architecture but you know how it goes.
I like his style very much. It speaks French and has a bad attitude.
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Have a wonderful day.
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