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Meme No More

My new favorite Molly Hatchet tune. Stay for the totally awesome guitar solo. Even Car in will like it.

Mare!

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April 2, 2020
Categories: Blankie, coonskin cap, Good Stupid, Lumber, North American Goat Love Association, pelvic rest, Snake Juice, Ten Gallon, your mom loves felt love, Zzyzx . . Author: Jay in Ames . Comments: 126 Comments

Tears for Memes

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February 18, 2020
Categories: bacon, Beanie, Booze, Bunker Pants!, Cheedy, cow snot, dinkie dinky dunkers divin' deep, Emily, Foreignotica, Glitter Vomit for the Bulemics, Headless Whoresman, how much wood wood a peckerwood peck if a peckerwood was drunk and went around pecking wood?, I'm gonna need new batteries, John Galt, Loaded dice, mardi gras groping, Moon Pie Smash, nose nuggets, OWS Douchebags, Plumbing, QWERTY, Rumpus Room Rumba, Snake Juice, Sure Why Not, the old ass-hair combover trick, Too Much Pressure, We don't need no stinking categories, Yellow Fever . . Author: Jay in Ames . Comments: 183 Comments

Everyone shut your smollet hole and pay attention for a second. Donald Trump is god’s gift to conservatives. You may quibble with his demeanor, his communication style, or his brash NY sensibilities. You may not quibble with his results. As George Washington once said of the great Civil War general Winston Churchill, ‘I can’t spare this man. He fights.’

Ladies and gentleman, I believe this is the difference between the GOP and Trump voters. The CC republicans can’t and won’t fight, whereas his base is begging for it. Brigadier General Jay-Z said it best when referring to the chickenheads of the Afrikorps on the eve of the battle of Saratoga…

Now once upon a time not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a ho (never trump)
This is not a ho in the sense of having a pussy
But a pussy having no goddamn sense try and push me
I tried to ignore ’em, talk to the Lord
Pray for ’em, cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a motorbike
But wouldn’t bust a grape in a fruit fight

If that doesn’t perfectly describe Jonah Goldberg I don’t what does. Loud as a motorbike, but couldn’t bust a grape in a food fight. Dammit man, do a few burpees and have some self respect.

Today’s model is a gorgeous and slim bed duster. You’re welcome! Please put down your ski masks, white face, clothesline, and red hats and welcome Antonella Khallo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11

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March 29, 2019
Categories: 7 of 9 fucks not given, 9/10 Dentists Would Smash, Bacon Strips, bacon wrapped booger, BANGLAR!, Barack Obama, Booze, Bowel Prep, brown trout - no not that kind you vile cretin, Bugout Jelly, Dang. I mean...dang., filbert, Finely Freckled, High Society Trash Bloggin', Hitler, Holidays, I'm not judging you, i'm zero indians, Lobster Newburg, Lobster Thermidor, Mother Fuckin Bootleg, mother fuckin' snakes under a mother fuckin' board, Not in the mood for a funny poat, open your chaste mouth, oprah's big booty band, Regaling the old Rumpus Room, She-Meat, Snake Juice, Tards, Tastes Less Like Regular, Tincture of iodine, Where's Cyn?, Where's MJ?, Where's Thor?, Wipe your Cobarruvias!, your mom is a fish monger, Your mom likes this, Your mom sends her love, your mom's cooter, your mom's flower, Your Welcome Hotspur, ZOMFG!!11ty! . . Author: MJ . Comments: 91 Comments

MMM 311: Just the goods

I managed to get behind on work over the weekend, so today will be quick.

Looks warm there.

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February 12, 2018
Categories: #DeepanalBumpParty, 10/10 Would Smash, As Little as Possible, barely passable trannies, homophobe, motorboating the brown-ringed zero, POON!, pron, racist, rape culture, redhead, robust hindquarters, She-Meat, Snake Juice, Snake juice guzzler, YOU WISH, You're gonna love my nuts, Your dad likes this, Your Mom LOVES my snake juice . . Author: leoncaruthers . Comments: 249 Comments

You Are An Asshole

Do me a favor, would you? Go into the bathroom or your bedroom or look down at your shoe and give yourself a long look in the mirror. Try to look a little disappointed, and say this out loud, ‘I will never be a as good of a person as Lauraw. Not if I invented a time machine and prevented Barak Hussein Obama from becoming president. Not if I found and convinced Mila Kunis to spend an evening with MJ. Not if I opened a weed farm and put MJ in charge of quality control. There is nothing I can do to be funnier or more thoughtful that Lauraw.

Then punch yourself in the balls/vag.

Behold, the Deadmaublanket5.