Showing posts with label ninja card. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ninja card. Show all posts

Thursday, October 15, 2009

corporate ninjutsu


Oh, God. Revoke it. Revoke the Ninja Card now.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

fatty mcfatterson


No mask? Blond hair and pale skin? A tight white shirt pulled up over rolling hills of lard? Asinine placement and a pathetic lack of weapon concealment? Taking cell phone pictures of your fat belly in the mirror at your mom's house to update your Twitter profile? Fuck you, man. Your Ninja Card has been officially revoked.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

for shame


I appreciate the need for hot female ninjas. I really do. They fill the obvious gap between porn and over the top action - mainstays of the male community. In that way, hot female ninjas are a lot like glue. Gooey, sexy, horse glue. But this hot female ninja? She's lost her way. Notice the high heels, the wrist watch and the katana strapped sloppily to her sexy waist via a bright yellow spandex belt. Come on, lady: Being awesomely hot and fashionable should never usurp your need for stealth. Your Ninja Card has been officially revoked.