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The Butcher
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i would love a reader submission for nsfw horror stories...i’m sure there are some incredible accounts of cubicle demise resulting from stories like this or even flat out porn views in the office <3

(iphone buzzing as Popovich glances down to read a sext from his wife — “Picked up this new steak infused lingerie...wanna be my Marv Albert??”)

why can the food industry get away shoveling pure shit down our throats as much as possible? is there any real way to stop it? if the lady in this video had access to great food im sure her body would be basketball ready...wake up america!

“yeah but i NEVER miss” - Kobe Brant’s penis

and if by low hanging fruit you mean starburst fruit chews you are EXACTLY right :)

seems bizarre that you have a “kids against hunger” event and the woman lobbing half courters is obese? ...if i was hungry (which i am) i would be thinking that

“whats wrong with fake teeth?” - bill walton

“if youre wondering about him being a little too good at slapping youre right” - ellen rucker

this guy makes great videos! my fav’s are his advanced skin suit aging series with his home made lotion concoctions...great stuff!

“...then you grab the other person like this and come over the top to execute the perfect down dog bow” - Belichek explaining advanced yoga partner poses

“i dont head butt often, but when i do it is into the soft of another man’s ass” - Mark Sanchez

“If you don’t like how the table is set, turn over the table...just don’t shoot the table in the face” - Frank Underwood

if im having a bad day i just put that one on...butch davis shitting himself on the sidelines is enough to make me shit myself laughing (and then wipe it up with my cleveland browns shit rag i keep in the hamper)

i smell a MAY-MAY coming!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

‘i love how the blacks can jump so high!’ - all the SMU fans watching back home

Favorite -> “Lane Kiffin rides the Sabian”

a designated container for excess tobacco spit so it does not end up on the floor if you are indoors

I (too) was riding the L train one warm Summer morning on my way to work. It was as average a morning as could be with a full load of people on that particular car. Directly to my right was an elderly lady who was probably around 75 years old. Across from me was a Latin family with four children, the youngest being

this was an easy call for the school officials ->

‘sounds brutal’ - Joe Theisman