Showing posts with label dead. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dead. Show all posts

Sunday, November 22, 2009

now do me, now do me!




Ah, money-facing: the age-old practice of holding foreign bills over friend's and family's faces at just the right distance and angle to make them look like poorly-drawn, dead Communists. What better way to spend a rainy Sunday afternoon? Better than forming a circle and jacking off to granny porn, for sure.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

trouble

That fish isn't dead. In fact, getting yanked from the water and manhandled has made it twelve times stronger. And angrier. It actually got so mad that it passed out. It won't sleep forever, though. These poor bastards have no idea what they've gotten themselves into.