I have woken up drunk and I would murder someone for a blowjob. I would commit unspeakable atrocities for a crumbed, deep fried jalapeno stuffed with cream cheese and bacon.
Or, beating him with a freeweight and giving him an impromptu Cleveland Steamer. Whatever turns you on.
So I hate to break up the whole Justin Beiber getting raped in jail jokes, but the other day I saw some parenting that shocked me. I just got done coaching, and was steps out the rink door when a kid in front of me throws his helmet to the ground for whatever reasons. I hear his dad yell, "Hey don't you ever do that again." I'm thinking he's going to say something about it being incorrect or learn to deal with his anger better but no. He says "Do you know how much that costs? If you break that I have to buy you another one!" He didn't care the kid threw a mini temper tantrum, he was more worried about the dam helmet and how much money it would cost him. I'm sure the kid is going to turn out great. What an asshole.
An asshole? No, he's the other hole. Yeah, that kid 's gonna be the life of the party with Daddy Kissass directing him.
Get off the internet and watch The King's Speech. It's streaming on Netflix. It's in my top 10 of all time.
This post was so long ago, nobody even remembers the Panthers were in the playoffs. Or, to post pictures of hot girls in glasses. NSFW Can we shut this mother down and get a Super Bowl Super Drunk Thread going?
Do you ever lean back from the keyboard, sigh contentedly and say to yourself, "I'm constructing internet fantasies about a 19 year old kid getting raped and murdered in prison. I am everything I ever wanted to be, in life."
No, but I'm still everything I wanted to be. Well, I wanted to be a ninja but I have high arches which sucks for scaling palaces with a grappling hook.