but I won’t do that
Lovely song, Tim, though I can’t help but notice how many conditions you have for this so-called unconditional love. Just food for thought
but I won’t do that
Lovely song, Tim, though I can’t help but notice how many conditions you have for this so-called unconditional love. Just food for thought
The bar for zombie fetishism has been raised, my friends. Behold:
I can’t wait for someone to show up at a zombie walk with one of these, though you have to be a pretty hardcore zombie lover to drop two hundred bucks on a hand painted maggot infested masterpiece. From the twisted minds at Necronomicox, who also offer other horror movie inspired boners like this one
Thanks, Huffpost, for the highlight of my day if not my whole adult life, ever!

How you like THEM apples, churchladies? Hrm... not so much apples as ... you know what, I got better places for my foot than my mouth.
When the local church down your street makes a point of protesting your gentlmen’s club all the time, take down people’s license plates, and stalk them with questions about “does your family know you come here?”, you could cower and close shop.
Or you, as a gainfully and legally employed individual can tell them to go to the same hell they think anyone but their narrowminded asses is headed for. My favorite part about this story is how sympathetic even some of the congregation is and brings the ladies cookies! Even the church further up the road thinks their brethren and sistren are outta line here.
I WISH I were that creative, but no, this is a genuine advertisement, posted on (and ruthlessly skewered) by Alternet.com
Seriously, hit the link, to find all the great ways you can make your next interview or promotion a reality… by making sure your pussy smells fresh. And for those interested about where things like accomplishments and market savvy fit in, have no fear; what you can actually do as a woman is ranked where it ought to be: Dead Last.

Indeed they do, if you’re into that sort of thing…
You just aren’t a pop icon until you have an inflatable three-holed ”love doll” made in your likeness. The folks at Pipedream have made this dream come true for Lady Gaga.
Even though “gag gag” doesn’t exactly conjure up pleasant imagrey, it’s miles ahead of some of their other taglines. Case in point, the back of the box boasts “She’s so dirty, even her doll smells.” Great. It better smell like smoke and fairy jizz.
But I can’t wait until they come out with one that has a dick. I’d bet even the Lady herself would want to own one. If she doesn’t already, of course.
DOUBLE RAINBOW! BEHOLD THE GLORY:
Man, that rainbow was soooo satisfying. Time for a smoke.
If only all of literary history’s stupid bitches had been so lucky…
Gotta love how he hops out of the closet in this one. There is also Romeo & Juliet, Hamlet, and of course, Eve.