Thursday, July 09, 2009
Hairy Belafonte

Douche-o!! Douche-o!!
Daylight come and she wanna get back at her dad.
Whaddaya want? I need a coffee.
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Douche-o, Dou-o-ou-che o!
Daylight come, an she get back at her daddy.
Douche, he's a douche, he's a douche he's a Dou-o-ou-che o!
Daylight come, an she get back at her dad.
Hanging out all night, with this douchey turd
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
His hair stood up like some super-douchey bird
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
Come Mr. Scrotey man, make you scrotey douche face
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
She'll her daddy very sad,
an take you back to her place
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
With your six inch, seven inch, eight inch hair
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
You'll have her daddy drinking cryin 'life ain't fair'
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
Douche, he's a Dou-o-ou-che o!
Douche, he's a douche, he's a douche...
The idiotic fauhawk bright and shiny
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
Don't hid the fact the douche want her hiney
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
With your six inch, seven inch, eight inch hair
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
With your six inch, seven inch, eight inch hair
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
Douche, he's a Dou-o-ou-che o!
Douche, he's a douche, he's a douche...
Come Mr. Scrotey man, make you scrotey douche face
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
Come Mr. Scrotey man, make you scrotey douche face
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
Douche!
He's a douche, he's a douche
he's a Dou-o-ou-che o....
Daylight come, an she get back at her
Daylight come,
an she get back
at her
dad.
--VS
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maybe there is a balloon, just above his head and out of the picture, that has been rubbed on the carpet right before this picture was taken?
God? Vader here. I just wanted to congratulate you on what appears to be one of your most delightful creations...a beautiful, unassuming brunette with perfect bone structure, fantastic body, disarming smile, and warm eyes, etc., etc., etc.
Your attempt to highlight her ideal nature by putting her next to such a scrotal douche taint (what exactly do you call that hair style? A perm-hawk?), however, was unnecessary. Putting a piece of shit next to her won't make her any more perfect, tho it does make the shit seem more like poo.
In conclusion, may I humbly suggest that you use her as a template of sorts for future creations. While I understand you are omnipotent, I nevertheless would be happy to offer my services in, shall we say, mapping out her more perfect parts in an attempt to help you diagram that which you might like to duplicate in the next generations of hottness.
Amen. Praise. Holla.
Your attempt to highlight her ideal nature by putting her next to such a scrotal douche taint (what exactly do you call that hair style? A perm-hawk?), however, was unnecessary. Putting a piece of shit next to her won't make her any more perfect, tho it does make the shit seem more like poo.
In conclusion, may I humbly suggest that you use her as a template of sorts for future creations. While I understand you are omnipotent, I nevertheless would be happy to offer my services in, shall we say, mapping out her more perfect parts in an attempt to help you diagram that which you might like to duplicate in the next generations of hottness.
Amen. Praise. Holla.
I don’t know about any balloons above his head, but he does have two punctured balloons sagging from his chest.
1 part egg whites
3 parts water
1/2 cup fromunda cheese
1 box of jello (any berry flavor)
17,000 cans of axe body spray
1 white belt
1 wing man (Hairy Belafonte)
1 unsuspecting hott
prowl and lurk, when hott is looking away, bounce!
wait 5 minutes
full douche will be achieved
oh yeah, the egg whites, jello and water are for your wing man's ridiculous friggin' hair do.
good luck! and happy hunting.
3 parts water
1/2 cup fromunda cheese
1 box of jello (any berry flavor)
17,000 cans of axe body spray
1 white belt
1 wing man (Hairy Belafonte)
1 unsuspecting hott
prowl and lurk, when hott is looking away, bounce!
wait 5 minutes
full douche will be achieved
oh yeah, the egg whites, jello and water are for your wing man's ridiculous friggin' hair do.
good luck! and happy hunting.
The only comforting thing about this photo is the redness of his back. I secretly fantasize that someone was beating him.
Hott there looks like a young Mary Louise Parker. And bang the bajebus out of old Mary Louise Parker. So imagine what Id do to a younger more sexually adventurous version of her.
Fortunately, Abigail was unreceptive to Raymond’s repeated attempts at a mouth-to-mouth transfer of the refuse he had nursed from his colostomy port.
Is that red rash on his shoulder soreness from a fresh tattoo? An odd centralized sunburn ? Pats on the back from his bro's on scoring the hottie?
Nope. It's there because he just tore off the "Kick Me Hard" sign that was duct taped there.
Nope. It's there because he just tore off the "Kick Me Hard" sign that was duct taped there.
What the...I thought this might have been an action shot, taken mid-hair flip. And then I realized the awful truth.
This is backstage at the auditions for Eraserhead! The Musical!
Damn you, Broadway! Damn you to hell!!!
This is backstage at the auditions for Eraserhead! The Musical!
Damn you, Broadway! Damn you to hell!!!
It's like those Sea World shows where the barely-sane walrus poses and belches its rancid fish breath all over the pretty trainer so the tourists can take pictures.
"oh look, the big fish is kissing the girl!" *flash*
"Its not a fish you drunken whore, its some kinda seal. They're mammals, like your mom."
"Shut the fuck up Dave!"
"oh look, the big fish is kissing the girl!" *flash*
"Its not a fish you drunken whore, its some kinda seal. They're mammals, like your mom."
"Shut the fuck up Dave!"
'Bag-boy should remind us that when the grill fails to light, we should turn off the gas and wait 5 minutes before trying again.
Croosh:
Thanks.
Captain:
Nice.
The more I stare at the Hott, the more it seems obvious: HoH. If you lick your screen where she appears, you'll taste strawberry. Swear.
Thanks.
Captain:
Nice.
The more I stare at the Hott, the more it seems obvious: HoH. If you lick your screen where she appears, you'll taste strawberry. Swear.
*sigh*
This is exactly the situation that lightsabers where invented to take care of: remove the head, and cause no harm to the hott.
And to amplify Douche Vader's thoughts, if you think about that hott enough, you'll taste strawberry without licking anything.
Of course, if you lick the hott in question, you'll OD on strawberry.
This is exactly the situation that lightsabers where invented to take care of: remove the head, and cause no harm to the hott.
And to amplify Douche Vader's thoughts, if you think about that hott enough, you'll taste strawberry without licking anything.
Of course, if you lick the hott in question, you'll OD on strawberry.
please tell me there is a giant alien vacuum of screen sucking this human blight up for experimental dissection in the Vega system.
petit booby bikini babe I just want to explore while strapped to my own laboratory table.
petit booby bikini babe I just want to explore while strapped to my own laboratory table.
Well, look at the bright side- with his neck extended and exposed like that, it's a perfect time to punch him in the throat.
i'm sure we've all seen a cat walking away from us with it's tail up.
that's what her belly button immediately reminded me of.
yeah. it's beer time.
that's what her belly button immediately reminded me of.
yeah. it's beer time.
I'd like to Lena on her Horne.
I'd Bobby her Darin.
That guy has a sunburn, or was repeatedly slapped on the upper back area near his tattoo.
I'd Bobby her Darin.
That guy has a sunburn, or was repeatedly slapped on the upper back area near his tattoo.
I wold stick my ring finger into a rabid starving baboon's sore crusted asshole just for the privilege of humping a sandwich bag full of her discarded scabs softened by Helman's Real Mayonnaise. She is loverly.
I think I need to pull my eyes out of my head and soak them bleach. The scrotiness emanating from this 'bag is making my monitor spark and smoke.
And lo, Pumpy was displeased with the choad who doth macked on Mary Louise Parker hott, so he said unto him, "Douchebag, I shall smite your hair and you will be forced to wander through South Jersey this way until the end of your days." And it came to pass that Pumpy brought his mighty, boob-grabbing hands together with a thunderous clap above the douchebag's head, trapping his hair betwixt his might palms, and when Pumpy hath taken away his hands, the douchebag's lizard neck frill-shaped hair remained.
@vader
I tasted peach when I licked my screen. Although to be fair, I had smeared a bunch of peach-scented St. Ives lotion all over it yesterday. Medusa knows why.
@anon 11:08
If she asked, I would go so far as to style my pubic hair that way.
I tasted peach when I licked my screen. Although to be fair, I had smeared a bunch of peach-scented St. Ives lotion all over it yesterday. Medusa knows why.
@anon 11:08
If she asked, I would go so far as to style my pubic hair that way.
forget the idiot and his hair, this chick is , hands down, no doubt, smokin', forget about it,all-time, hall of hott-worthy.
You people have got this guy all wrong. His hair is not artificially stiffened. It normally hangs straight down to his shoulders, as gravity dictates. However, the enormous fart he just let loose has blown his hair straight up, an embarrassing moment unfortunately captured on camera. Even more embarrassing was the subsequent moment, when the sound reached her pretty little ears and the smell reached her pretty little nose.
great gawd allfreakingmighty, if there is such, i suppose he could be allmighty,but then again he wouldn't need me kissing his ass to feel better about himself would he?
anyway this is eztreme scrotation to the most heinous degree. its not just the tatt or the hair. or even the sideburns and indoor shades, or even giant sippy cup as i'm sure these have and will be noted.
its the cookie dough physique and lack of scars that allow a person to carry the hair, tatt, burns, and not give a damn on legitimate grounds what the world thinks.
here's a clue, johnny rotten didn't drink out of a giant freaking sippy cup.
now the hott has a certain unscrotetaintedness about her. this carries a lot of weight given the run of deep bleeth we have been on...i like her honest wholesome b cups, they are the nixonian republican cloth coath of tits.
anyway this is eztreme scrotation to the most heinous degree. its not just the tatt or the hair. or even the sideburns and indoor shades, or even giant sippy cup as i'm sure these have and will be noted.
its the cookie dough physique and lack of scars that allow a person to carry the hair, tatt, burns, and not give a damn on legitimate grounds what the world thinks.
here's a clue, johnny rotten didn't drink out of a giant freaking sippy cup.
now the hott has a certain unscrotetaintedness about her. this carries a lot of weight given the run of deep bleeth we have been on...i like her honest wholesome b cups, they are the nixonian republican cloth coath of tits.
I have it on good authority that Wheatstalks is filin a copyright infringement lawsuit effective 0800 tomorrow, and warns "if there is another photo of this copycat posted there will be more legal matters involved."
I guess this is what happens when an emo kid with long hair, who never scores, realizes that if he just spikes the shit out of his hair, he will score. Frightening how modern society has no middle ground.
This specimen is requested for testing and evaluation Re: Strengthening airframe and airfoil designs via advanced polymers and hairspray.
all i see is her turning away from that joke of human existence. and if you try to argue otherwise, we might have to resort to fisticuffs. she's turning away dammit!
i also choose to believe that underneath that absolute waste of a perfectly good abortion opportunity's left pit, you can see my future wife's right arm tucked behind her back as to avoid touching this scrote. and by future wife i mean object of this week's masturbatory fantasies.
i also choose to believe that underneath that absolute waste of a perfectly good abortion opportunity's left pit, you can see my future wife's right arm tucked behind her back as to avoid touching this scrote. and by future wife i mean object of this week's masturbatory fantasies.
The bower bird has taken to building its lure on the crests of poo-birds, as documented here for the first time.
Today's Fuller Brush salesman goes to great lengths to make a sale.
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But then, she's no ordinary housewife, either.
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But then, she's no ordinary housewife, either.
Snorkel-douche turns away briefly from his mouthpiece and makes like a kissing gourami with his mermaid.
Douche-o, Dou-o-ou-che o!
Daylight come, an she get back at her daddy.
Douche, he's a douche, he's a douche he's a Dou-o-ou-che o!
Daylight come, an she get back at her dad.
Hanging out all night, with this douchey turd
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
His hair stood up like some super-douchey bird
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
Come Mr. Scrotey man, make you scrotey douche face
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
She'll her daddy very sad,
an take you back to her place
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
With your six inch, seven inch, eight inch hair
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
You'll have her daddy drinking cryin 'life ain't fair'
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
Douche, he's a Dou-o-ou-che o!
Douche, he's a douche, he's a douche...
The idiotic fauhawk bright and shiny
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
Don't hid the fact the douche want her hiney
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
With your six inch, seven inch, eight inch hair
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
With your six inch, seven inch, eight inch hair
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
Douche, he's a Dou-o-ou-che o!
Douche, he's a douche, he's a douche...
Come Mr. Scrotey man, make you scrotey douche face
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
Come Mr. Scrotey man, make you scrotey douche face
[Daylight come an her daddy is sad]
Douche!
He's a douche, he's a douche
he's a Dou-o-ou-che o....
Daylight come, an she get back at her
Daylight come,
an she get back
at her
dad.
--VS
^ ok ok, i left out a word, "She'll make her daddy very sad..." but what do you expect, I been workin all day on a drink of rum.
--VS
--VS
Sara was so hott, she secured a part-time job as a Van de Graaf generator in the physics department at U-Miami.
"Lulu said...
Well, look at the bright side- with his neck extended and exposed like that, it's a perfect time to punch him in the throat. 10:35 AM"
Not to mention testing out my new katana.
B-B-B-Bag To The Bone
Well, look at the bright side- with his neck extended and exposed like that, it's a perfect time to punch him in the throat. 10:35 AM"
Not to mention testing out my new katana.
B-B-B-Bag To The Bone
i wonder who will win in a deathmatch between Belafonte's hair and an industrial circular saw from a sawmill?
ooooh i can't wait.
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ooooh i can't wait.
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