donttellmewhat
Fuckinabrah
donttellmewhat

Dragon Lily was my jam

Porn matches generally end with the winner facefucking the loser with a strap on.

I find this promotion strange. Wasn’t the whole point of building that new stadium so white people can run away from non-white people?

Should be a bargin at $50,000 before “options”

Can we agree that the four regular door Minis look terrible?

Nothing says, “While you’re here, feel free to rub one out,” like the SI Swimsuit issue.

New ad: “I’m super gorgeous, a 10/10, but I also have herpes. Love, Giulia”

Cosby supporters.

I got my butthole bleached once because I was paranoid that my bf (now husband) was grossed out by its naturally dark color. I didn’t tell him I did it and he never seemed to notice. A couple years later we were joking around with some friends at a dinner and I brought up that I’d had my b-hole bleached and my bf was

much like children, buttholes should be seen, yet not heard.

I hope we get a Beyond sequel. Beyond was the best blockbuster of last year, and a damn good movie in general. It’s not our fault Paramount barely marketed it.

Does whiskey dick = too drunk to consent?

paying for porn should be a fireable offense

Given Storm’s history, give it a few hours and she’ll announce the death of her beloved colleague Todd Archer.

Funny how the hot take writers/commenters always going on about how PEDs are fine and we should just dope the shit out of everyone don’t seem to be showing up in this particular Kinja.

Even when American runners didn’t end up on the podium in international meets, I always took pride in the nasal bone strength they displayed during competition. Now, I realize that was all a lie. I don’t know what to believe in anymore.

“Serious and direct”, huh. That’s one way to describe Zach’s, um, “quirkyness”. I think most writers/reporters have a tough time describing his behavior because they know he has touch (or more) of something personality-wise, and wisely tip-toe around it.

Hate to share this with you, but you steal confidential or top secret material you don’t get a back rub and a pat on the head.