Thursday, October 29, 2009

 

Carlos's Redundant Point


I speak not of the pointilism of Georges-Pierre Seurat.

Nor, the point at the end of the chin of Mrs. Witherspoon.

Not even do I speak of the Clovis point found in the Paleoindian period of 11,500 B.C.

I speak only of Carlos's redundant point.

Because without your redundant point, Carlos, I might've stared at the wrong rack.

Comments:
That's not possible--there's no way you would have stared at the wrong rack. Let's not be facetious; her rack glows like warm globes of supple glory.
My only criticism: her bushy eyebrows that rival Carlos'. Silly, naive cherub, she is.
Satanbag should descend upon Carlos and harass him with Gonoccocal infections.
 
This picture has "fail" written all over it...

Or maybe that's just his forehead?
 
Wait a bloody minute. This is Fingerbag. It's not Ronaldo. I'll bet he has a vodka and cranberry juice instead of some wine. I guess he needs the cranberry juice to make his UTI go away.
 
Carlos' dick looks like a Clovis point.

But his sister looks like pure nectar.

You're not fooling us, Fingerbag. The lame ass earrings and arm tatts give you away. But at least you learned to use a more polite finger around su hermanita.
 
Sundays on the Grand Island Jate...Did Seurat paint a douchebag in the red tank top? Looks like a frat bag to me.

~Justin
 
I sure hope that's a taser that the person in the lower left is fooling with. "Don't taze me ..... uuuhhhh, What comes next?"
 
I hope he's drinking antifreeze.

That's what we would call "justice" or "darwinism" or "funny."
 
Oh great DB1, I have found this point to which he belongs. Go figure.
 
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One of these girls has a fantastic rack, Carlos, please point her out.
 
Her fake eyebrows and excessive application of rouge is creepy.

But hot damn, lookit them ta-tas!!

And Carlos, stop pointing, put your drink down, and get your ass over here so we can give you the flogging you so desperately deserve.
 
There's no point to pointing out the point which, quite pointedly, points to the point missed that has no point.
 
Damn it Jacques, you beat me to the Caterpillars she is sport'n.

Damn, she has a face only a mother could love, but those tiddys more than make up for it.

ASvB
 
"Clovis points are thin, fluted projectile points".

Yup.
 
Does his tat say, "FAG"?
 
She has the legs of an 12 year old boy.

ASvB
 
Then she's just my type...
 
At the big High School Reunion, all the school band members got together and swapped stories of all the pussy they have had.

After 4.16 minutes of story telling, they moved on.

ASvB
 
@ Jacques 4:32

I fell out of my chair laughing!!

ASvB
 
@ ASvB 4:30

Thems are some skinny ass legs, it hard to visualize the mechanics of her everyday actions because I'm fairly certain that the overall mass of her boobies are twice that of her legs.

This is what we call "the inverted pillow flop," and its hard to predict exactly how it will affect the host...

But I'm sure a lot of bouncing, jiggling, and swaying will be involved...

maybe a boner too.
 
Rolling On The Floor Laughing!


Hey, maybe I should start abbreviating that, sure would save some time typing that. It might catch on someday.

ASvB
 
@ the Sarge 4:34

I'm pretty certain she would fall forward if she did not have something, or some douche to hold on to.

ASvB
 
"These make milk. They make Carlos grow up big and strong!"
 
She's got an okay body, but not quite my type of girl.
 
Classic MDA - Mixed Doucheial Artist. The hair, the silly tats, the pussy drink, the hazed expression and I can smell the Tag body spray from here.
 
Speaking of redundant points....

having two boobies is a redundancy in and of itself. mmmm. Like M and M's.

RACK. RACK.
 
@ Jacques 4:42

I hate you for that link, but I must admit, even THAT picture didn't smell as bad as Poopaloompa.

That's a brand of turd that knows no equal.
 
Carlos tries to shake off the woozy from the kick in the balls the bouncer/doorman gave him in exchange for getting into the club..
 
@ Vin 4:58

You paint a vivid picture my friend.

ASvB
 
Carlos is the love child of Punky Brewster and Cheech Marin, and has enjoyed the time he spent as a kid watching his mother Punky snort crystal meth off a small figurine of Mother Terresa eating a plate of porch beef.

Carlos spends his leisurely days playing xbox and masterbating to Good Housekeeping. Occationally he visits the club to creepily stalk Vanessa, the chesty social worker who helped him learn his abc's at the tender age of 28.

Carlos, can I make a recomendation?

The gallon of CLR under you sink? Drink it. All of it. It will make you wee-wee feel happy. I promise.
 
That must be a painting of a wine rack in the background because there's no way any of these prosimians have either the intelligence or coordination to operate a bottle opener. At least their walnut-sized brains know to go right for the low-hanging melons.
 
The everpresent shame and guilt caused by the repeted molestation she suffered at the hands of her uncle Raul, is expressed by the makeup she wears as a mask, the exposed cleavage she uses to to draw the eyes away from her face, and her relationship with Carlos.
 
I like her dress. I bet she'd look even better without it...
 
The Olive Garden brings in the low-rent Hotts consistently. Unfortunately, they bring in Carlos.
 
She's got crazy eyes. The kind of eyes you find on girls that fuck like rhinos. Furthermore, Breast.
 
Nice rosary beads you greasy ---boobs.

Damn that point is effective.
 
"By the way, brah, did you check out these bewbies?"

Yes, Carlos, we did; and your beverage is inordinately red.

--VS
 
you tools are the true douches
 
Fingerbag Carlos must be having a basement party at Mom and Dad's, and they're going to be pissed when they return home to an empty wine closet.

But hey, it's all good for Carlos - when he spills his drink on the couch, no one will notice.
 
STOP TORMENTING ME!!!!!
 
Yeah, but I'll bet the rack Carlos is pointing at has a lot more whine in it than the rack behind him.



I'll be here all week.
 
@ Anon 7:34pm

And water is wet. What's your point?
 
Such is the power of Carlos's redundant point that even the dude behind them is compelled to look that-away.
 
she is both both large-breasted and petite - minute, yet mammary-rich. you can't make 'em any better.
 
Sure you could; she could also be mute and own a liquor store
 
She could shit Djarums and sweat vintage MAD magazines.

Sorry.

Didn't mean to interrupt.
 
She could have a mons breastes's instead of a mons pubis... which means she could grow boobies of various shapes and sizes instead of pubic hair above the holiest of holies.
 
She could have 5 foot shins that ended in a bone spike instead of feet, and Mentos for teeth
 
She could have two sentient bear heads instead of breasts that each had an autonomous digestive system that pooped out of special bear assholes located in her armpits...you'd have to do her from behind though because those bear-tits would fuck your shit all up man.
 
this pic has no brownie points. and brownie points are the only points that matter.

sorry.
 
Her lips could be twizzlers, her breasts could be marzipan, and she could shit ho-hos.
 
`Twas brillig, and the slithy douche did gyre and gimble in the club: All mimsy were the bleeths, and the mammaries outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberscrote, my son! The lips that purse, the fingers that point! Beware the Jugjugs beeotch, and shun the frumious Blondesnatch!"

He took his vorpal cocktail in hand: Long time the grey goose foe he sought -- So rested he by the ta-ta tree, and stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood, the Jabberscrote, with eyes of bloodshot flame, came whiffling through the tulgey boner, and burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through the vorpal vodka and cranberry went snicker-snack! He left it drunk, and with its head he went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberscrote? Come to my arms, my faux hawk boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" he chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy douche did gyre and gimble in the club; all mimsy were the bleeths, and the mammary hotts outgrabe.
 
Hey Reese,
Why the long face?
 
Carlos points out that Maria Conchita Alonso is actually quite diminutive off the big screen.

She also stole Selma Hayek's eyebrows.
 
Any girl who decides to buy & wear shoes like that deserves a scrote like this. It's just natural selection.
 
First - I like her eyebrows. I think they're hott. They show character. Even if it's whiny and shallow.

Second, yeah, he's got tatts, the bling, the uberdouche attitude, but what makes a really scrotey mess of hurl in the sewer of civilisation is this:

That's an expensive wine rack. You don't put Night Train or Fetzer or 3 week old Gallo grape piss on a rack like that. VERY likely there is some at least half decent wine there. And what is HE DRINKIN?

A seabreeze or a Cosmo. Vodka and cranberry, basically. What a stupid ASS. If there's good wine to be had, DRINK THAT YOU FOOL! not some Goose and Ocean Spray.

THAT makes him a douchebag, IMHO.

She has a fine pair of mammary glands. They look to be surgically enhanced so I'm not that worked up about them. She hasa nice smile, and I like her brows. A pretty girl. Who probably barks like a sea lion and whines like a 3 Mw generator when she doesn't get her way.
 
I'd do a lot more than point...
 
"Wow, look at that wine rack! I'll bet it has some great vintages in . . . OH MY GOSH LOOK AT THAT OTHER RACK!! It's a good thing you were pointing, Carlos.

I owe you one. Really, I mean it."
 
Boobies are perfect.
 
that's what i did
 
I think he's pointing at the guy off camera.
 
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