USA: Fuck Yeah!
Treat Her Like A Prostitute
September 4th, 2009 -
Occassionally when I get drunk, and I can get it up, I’ll treat my wife like a whore and get rough with her. Not like smack her around or anything, just be forceful, call her names, cum on her face, things like that. She says she doesn’t like it, and I’m an asshole, but I don’t believe her. I mean, if she didn’t enjoy it, why does she charge me so much when it’s over?
Ranting
September 3rd, 2009 -
I have a friend who rants endlessly, and he’s good at it. Whenever I hear him, or even read one of his ranting texts, I imagine Daria’s dad, with his bursting blood vessel eye. But then my mind wanders back yo my youth, a simpler time, when I could jerk off to Quinn and Brittney, waiting for MTV to finally show a music video, and not feel like a pervert.
Purely For Informational Purposes
September 2nd, 2009 -
I can’t imagine that this was actually made for women. I suspect it was made for men and to draw attention to the company. And I say BRAVO!
Do women really want to see a pair of jubblies bouncing all over the place? I know I do, but, wouldn’t you already know how your knockers roll? I don’t care, actually, I’m gonna go look at the G cup.
Armless Man Required to Give a Thumbprint
September 1st, 2009 -
Hmm, does Florida trump Bank of America? A man born with no arms was trying to cash a check from his wife, and the bank refused unless he gave them his fingerprint. At least the teller was nice enough to notice he wouldn’t be capable of that, but, leave it to a dumb-ass manager to uphold the rules no matter what.
People of Wal-Mart
September 1st, 2009 -
Old Man Boobs
I hate just about everything about Wal-Mart. They have destroyed competitors, they insist on cheap products from their suppliers, they screw towns out of taxes, and generally don’t treat anybody very well. I really hate going to Wal-Mart when there is no alternative. There’s something in the air. I think Wal-Mart might be a front for some alien race that sucks energy out of all the humans they draw in. But when I have to go there, watching the other customers is the only joy I derive. Who knew there were so many people who dressed and looked so abnormal? Well now I don’t even have to go to Wal-Mart to see crazy people, I can spend even more time on the tubes, looking at pictures of them. Brilliant! Go visit the new People of Wal-Mart website. But be gentle, they seem to be getting it pretty hard at the moment.
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