Someone started a new blog dedicated to the sexual exploits of Scruffy the Cameltoe Slayer: "Hogleg" Wheden celebrates An Erotic Life using the J.O.S.S. method.
Someone started a new blog dedicated to the sexual exploits of Scruffy the Cameltoe Slayer: "Hogleg" Wheden celebrates An Erotic Life using the J.O.S.S. method.
I guess we were all guilty, in a way. We all shot him, we all skinned
him, and we all got a complimentary bumper sticker that said, "I helped
skin Kinja Ernie."
…clearly a smash hit.
"It's too bad AVC won't live. But then again who does?"
its all about someone named "ernie" now.
…a glimpse of the future:
http://ernie.kinja.com/1797…
But then something happened, something that would make me understand that this is no game. I was walking past a building and I saw a man standing high up on a ledge. “Jump! Jump!” I started yelling. What happened next would haunt me for the rest of my days: the man came down from the building and beat the living…
Meth Dental gone razorgargle murderworms in VoidVulture Necronarcopolis beyond the final terminus…
The Shrike to arrange endless vacation on the Tree of Thorns.
This is as real as a baby deer calling out for his mother. But his mother won’t be coming home anytime soon, because she is drunk in a bar somewhere.
It’s as real as a mummy who still thinks he’s inside a pyramid, but he’s actually in a museum in Ohio.
This is not something where you can dress your kid up like a hobo…
This isn’t something where you roll the dice and move your battleship around a board and land on a hotel and act like your battleship is having sex with the hotel.
This isn’t tiddlywinks, where you flip your tiddly over another player’s tiddly and an old man winks at you because he thought it was a good move. This…
Maybe you think this is all one big joke, like the farmer with the beautiful but promiscuous daughter. But what they don’t tell you is the farmer became so depressed that he eventually took his own life.
This is not some brightly colored, sugarcoated piece of candy that you can brush the ants off of and pop in your…
I would dye 4 u
The ball torsion alone will cost millions to repair.
He gonna feel the need, the need to pee blood.
…my eyes! the goggles do nothing!
Applebee's makin' a stop at Willoughby.
Glad she's in X-Files and not in a sitcom running a daycare called The Hershey Squirts.
Venn Diagram of Vin Diesel/Van Damme/virus drugs/van damsels/vulture devils venereal diseased victory dance w. Vanessa Del Rio?
Pickle Rick could have even made a dildo-pitstop in some form of lubricious Bondian carnal interlude along the way during his adventure deep inside the embassy. Make time for lust, Pickle Rick.
I Have No Mind [or hands] And I Must Tweet
Rickdemption/Rickmancing/Pickle Rick; Season 11 'o IASIP; Season 2 of Better Call Saul; Now You See Me Too, Justice League Dark, The Purge-Election Year.
Thanks Internet & Public Library!