Month: June 2015
Oh nose! Party stunt goes wrong
Something nice to look at
Tuesdays can be rough. Thought you might like this.
Doutzen is a dedicated Kim K-level mudshark – so if you want to hammerstick her fupa you got your work cut out for you.
Most my Chinese girlfriends enjoy some Wang Chung. Dance Hall Days!
Jim Morrison was a poet and LA was his muse. He spent 10 minutes a day composing lyrics and the rest of the time getting bombed and chasing tail. He also wore the same leather pants every day for seven months. I did that once too except with sweatpants. No one noticed.
Hannah has nice ass.
Shark beat: Snacking on whale
As you will see, not all WorldStar sharks are mudsharks.
4 real: The Negus boys
Bearers of four Negus.
Mister MR

This masterpiece helped make photoshop what it is today.
Who ate the dogs out?
Teen took naughty selfies with dog at Grandma’s
2-face, a boxer-chow mix, busted lapping questionable clam; is now the disgrace of the canine community.
Bad dog.
Golf beat: Chambers Bay
The US Open at Chambers Bay is supposed to be the representation of American golf, but with all these uneven greens, summer gold rough, freight trains, and grey sand traps it’s become a gimmick.
How gimmicky? One Fox Sports announcer described the fairway depressions where players balls’ keep bunching near each other as resembling some kind of ________________.
Gary Player: “This might be the worst golf course I’ve ever seen in 63 years as a pro.”
Tiger Woods: “Are we near Spokane? Where is Spokane? I need to get to Spokane.”
Meat on Friday on toast
My brother-in-law is from California. He just let me know that I have a New York accent. So I’m going to stick a knife in his ass. That way I can have a New York accent and he can have a knife in his ass. In time maybe we both lose them, I don’t know.
Soup is on.
Bon appetite los animales!
Caption it: Summer styles
Sometimes you flash some side moob and give the gals a show. That’s summer time.
TBTTDTTDBDT
TW takes us back to a simpler age before cell phones and web cams. It was nothing like today. Back then slutty clothing meant straight and true sluts.
Nowadays you can’t assume anything from slutty clothing. You really can’t.
What yer Da saw at stag parties
Watching the US Open. FantasyGolfReport’s preview makes some good points about the USGA; says Phil as top pick of the big names and one Brendan Todd as your dark horse.
On another personal note, I was out in Towson, MD last night and as we pulled up to the restaurant my friend pointed at a Subway and said that a guy went through the window during a fight the other day. “You don’t say….”
TW