These are from a movie called Edmond. The reason I looked that up is because all you cunts rip into me for posting OLD topless pics, and this is my way of saying that I know they are fucking old and just look at them, you fucking cunt. I don’t give a fucking shit if they came out today or if they came out in the ’70s, because they are new to me, and this site is all about me. Having you 4- 12 daily readers is nice when I imagine our get together and realize how affordable it will be, but that’s not the point. The point is why is knowing everything about celebrity nudity your fucking obsession, and why do people like me posting older pics offend you for not being up to fucking speed. It makes me wonder what your daily life consists of. I am thinking you stay up late playing videogames, sleep most of the day, surf the net most of your evening, until your mom calls you up out of the basement for dinner she made you. After dinner you may or may not have cybersex with your girl who lives in the midwest, who you plan on marrying one day, and you are 30. Either way, this isn’t about you, it’s about Bai Ling and she looks like a fucking dude. I really have no interest in seeing her dick she calls her clit. I think hormone therapy is the thing to do if you are a small penised asian. That’s why trannies are huge in Thailand. Cuddles.

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At first I thought that Kelly Osborne was doing some Mel Gibson Nazi salute, but then I realized that that was way too much of a pop culture reference for me. I am not supposed to know what’s going on the world, my ignorance is part of my charm, so instead of starting a Jews starting the Third World War/ Terrorist Arabs suicide bombing all of us to shit debate, I want to focus on what’s important and that is that Kelly Osborne is a fat fucking pig. Now, I know these pics have probably hit the internet and all the cliche jokes have come with them, like “Osborne Beached Whale” or “Osborne Circus Elephant Does The Beach” or whatever those cunt Trerez Pink Hilton is the New Blog are saying, but what it all comes down to is the simple fact that bitch sweats chocolate ice cream, and when stuck in a car with broken AC on a hot day, she comes in handy. Since that won’t happen to any of us in our lifetime, let’s make some fat jokes…..in the comments cuz I don’t feel like writing anymore. This was potentially the funniest post of the week, and I fucked it all up. Typical.

Pictures Possibly From X17 (these fuckers send more cease and desists than you jerk off, virgin)

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When you are a sex doll, you need balance in your life. You can’t just be kept in the closet and expected to perform at your owner’s discretion. As a sex doll you need social time with other sex dolls to discuss your day’s activity and how fucking weird your owner is. These are some pictures of a sex doll party, I really have no idea the back story on this one, I can only assume it involves 4 lonely dudes, a chat room and an internet get together after months of talking to each other, thinking to themselves “finally, I’ve met someone like me”. It’s like when you walk by the park and you see the amputee picnics, or twin conferences, or the sci-fi club sword fighting in public places. It’s a great way for socially inept people to feel accepted. This sex doll party is same kinda thing, but in some dude’s backyard, cuz let’s face it, a park is not a place for a sex doll party, unless they have swings.

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When I first saw these pics, I wondered if this was the outfit that this cunt was wearing when she killed off Kurt Cobain. Then I realized that it was crazy talk to think a bitch with money would be wearing the same outfit same bra, years after shit went down. Then I remembered that she was just a ghetto slag and that it was possible, just unlikely. Either way, dude’s death is the reason that this bitch can afford to eat, if it wasn’t for him, she’d be turning tricks in the back alley of the strip club she’d be working at to make a few dollars for her next hit. She was a bit of an opportunist, the kind of stripper who marries the rich dude to get out of the rut that was her life, and I guess you can’t really hate someone for doing whatever it takes to get where they want to be, even that means killin off their husband. Thanks to his death she launched a music career, was in movies, made lots of money, developed a drug habbit to deal with the guilt of being a murderer, and recently selling off his music catalogue for a truckload of money. Dirty blood money or not, bitch is shopping and you’re not. Cuddles….

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When I first saw these pics, I wondered if this was the outfit that this cunt was wearing when she killed off Kurt Cobain. Then I realized that it was crazy talk to think a bitch with money would be wearing the same outfit same bra, years after shit went down. Then I remembered that she was just a ghetto slag and that it was possible, just unlikely. Either way, dude’s death is the reason that this bitch can afford to eat, if it wasn’t for him, she’d be turning tricks in the back alley of the strip club she’d be working at to make a few dollars for her next hit. She was a bit of an opportunist, the kind of stripper who marries the rich dude to get out of the rut that was her life, and I guess you can’t really hate someone for doing whatever it takes to get where they want to be, even that means killin off their husband. Thanks to his death she launched a music career, was in movies, made lots of money, developed a drug habbit to deal with the guilt of being a murderer, and recently selling off his music catalogue for a truckload of money. Dirty blood money or not, bitch is shopping and you’re not. Cuddles….

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I am watching infomercials while I write this, and it is depressing. I don’t find it depressing to be sitting on my couch, I find it depressing that I can’t afford cable when people like Diddy are fuking running around with models on beaches while rockin’ a tuxedo. The only time I ever wore a tuxedo was when I worked as a bus boy at some shitty family restaurant. I lasted about a month and got used to taking out the trash, possibly why I ended up marrying the slut I ended up with, probably the reason I got syphilis 67 times in 18 months. Now, I got some health shit going on and if what the doctor finds is cancer, I plan on using the cancer to get me to the diddy top-level. I call it the sympathy card that God gave me to use. I used to think the fat wife, the addiction, the shitty life was as low as the motherfucker would go, but the stress of all that may have caused a disease that I will use to get out of all this. This has been a depressing pos and being black in the late ’90s to early ’00s was where you wanted to be, now it’s the middle aged Mexican’s turn to be the next Hip Hop.

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I am watching infomercials while I write this, and it is depressing. I don’t find it depressing to be sitting on my couch, I find it depressing that I can’t afford cable when people like Diddy are fuking running around with models on beaches while rockin’ a tuxedo. The only time I ever wore a tuxedo was when I worked as a bus boy at some shitty family restaurant. I lasted about a month and got used to taking out the trash, possibly why I ended up marrying the slut I ended up with, probably the reason I got syphilis 67 times in 18 months. Now, I got some health shit going on and if what the doctor finds is cancer, I plan on using the cancer to get me to the diddy top-level. I call it the sympathy card that God gave me to use. I used to think the fat wife, the addiction, the shitty life was as low as the motherfucker would go, but the stress of all that may have caused a disease that I will use to get out of all this. This has been a depressing pos and being black in the late ’90s to early ’00s was where you wanted to be, now it’s the middle aged Mexican’s turn to be the next Hip Hop.

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My question is pretty simple, what happened to the pad? Every bitch and her 10 year old daughter who is rockin’ her period because of hormones in food and the emotional stress caused by not having a dad, cuz he was smart and ran out on the family before the STD was born, are rocking tampons. Ladies, I am not trying to be insensitive here, I have never had a period anywhere other than my bed, and that was years ago because my fat wife is too fat to menstruate, but I could be wrong, maybe she’s menopausal or maybe she’s had a hysterectomy because of a tainted cancerous womb, I am really not that tight with her lady parts, mainly because of the amount of effort it takes to find them….Either way, girls don’t use the pad anymore and I miss the days in the 80s, where I’d be dry fuckin a bitch only to find my dick bouncing off a pillow in her panties…

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I really don’t have much to say today, other than that I haven’t been on the computer. This landed in my box all by surprise and shit and it made me feel like a whore and shit and I decided to post it and shit, cuz that’s just how I am livin’ and shit. I have been answering myspace messages for the last 2 hours and it’s a fucking waste of time…. HOWEVER… some of you people are funnier than me and should start your own sites. Cuddles.

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This is my link dump, it’s better than my real dump. I rarely bring up bodily functions, but I am letting you know that these links may be shit, but they are better than a real shit. So click on them and enjoy yourself and if you have anything to submit, email me.

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