Thursday, November 05, 2009

 

Keith Barely Tries


Listen, Keith, if you're going to step away from the bar to douche it up with the Kathy Sisters, at least make a little more effort than minimal kissy lips and the obvious Sideways Peace Sign.

And get some Ubiquitous Red Cups while you're at it.

Wholesome, soft skinned, shiny cleavite on Kathy One makes me want to break-dance in a bunny suit while gargling Japanese boba and juggling two small African orphan children named Umbeke and !chol.

Wholesome, soft skinned, shiny cleavite on Kathy Two makes me want to, uhm, touch them.

Because all my metaphor entendres were used up on Kathy One.

Comments:
I concur with Samuel L. Jackson's stunned express in the background. Those are some mighty, mighty fine boobies.
 
Large boobies on display. Yet the ladies wish you not to look, yet instead respect them for their minds. Minds over melons.
 
I'd sit down in them.
 
Or is it jamie Foxx?

Regardless...Beeeeuuuuuuuoooobs.
 
"Just because I'm dressed like this, does NOT make me a whore"

"Fine, fine, lady you are not a whore, but you are wearing a whore's uniform, and that shit is confusing."
 
Emerson!

Emerson?

Emerson fine tit-tays!
 
You, Sir, are no Pumpy.
 
I'm thinking of large, shapely round basketballs because Steve Nash is on the TV not because of BOOBIES!

I swear.
 
Red mandana around his right wrist-Check, what looks like some sort of ink on his left forearm- Check, Some crappy awards show on the TV at supposedly upscale bar - Check, Pink smoothy like alcoholic beverage in background- check. Looks like a place I don't want to go to except to stare and imagine that necklace bouncing & jiggling between Kathy One's cleavage as she does 15 jumping jacks for a shot of goose.
 
One hott is going to get her head twisted off like a bottle cap. The other hott is going to get her left tit crushed like a melon. Both should run far and fast, right now. No good will come of this situation.
 
Oceanliner,

Thank you. People are starting to forget Dave, it's a travesty.

K1, you are utterly gorgeous. I implore the management to bring us more of her high cheekbones and ample bosom.

Keith, turn around or you'll miss out on who won the MTV award for Best Girl on Girl Kiss Between Two Actresses Who Are Not Really Lesbians.
 
Read Samuel L Jackson's lips:

"There's a motherf'in douche in the bar."

Oh and boobs...
 
boobies... and more boobies!
 
Generic Stage 1 Bardouche/Tavern Choade.

Definitely a lazy schmuck. Hell, the guy didn't even pop his collar.

Of course, he could be trying to minimize the scrote in an attempt to stand out from the crowd.
 
I can haz bewbees? NOM NOM NOM!
 
I see light. Endless, radiant light. Light standing out against the darkness. Creamy, soft light.

It's the brunette on the left. Unhand the fair maiden, sir. Get thy corny-faced, strommeled costard and thy mawleys away from her apple dumplin' shop, ye bird-witted ben.
 
That's one fine HD TV....WHO AM I KIDDING?!? Those are the best set of brunettes I've seen in a LONG TIME! One au naturale and one au silicone.
 
DB1,

While others may gnash their teeth and bemoan the recent string of pics, I instead must give you massive props. The subtle, and I would argue insidious, forms of douche (and nottadouche) you've revealed the past couple days has been a refreshing change from the massive load that was Poopaloompa.

Take Keith here. Mandana and kissy lips are the obvious signs of scrote and easily mocked and then ho-hummed. To really get this 'bag you have to look into his eyes, or rather just above his eyes to see the real douche that lurks beneath the plucked and tweaked cromagnon brow. Make no mistake, when he isn't working the bar Keith here goes full retard. And by retard I mean he is pure Jersey Guido Douche.

More importantly, to counterbalance the nouveau cuisine helpings of douche you've also offered up a Chuck-o-Rama sized buffet of hotts. While I've steered away from Purple Tijuana, I've got back for many, many helpings of Archback Mounting. She is tasty artery fwapping goodness that never gets old. And just when I think I'm full what do you bring out. Nothing less than a double helping of, well, double helpings.

Well done, DB1. Have a Fresca and some Hostess Cupcakes on me. I needs to refill my plate. And by refill I mean I'm out of tissues.
 
Upon further review, I think K1 has the kind of boobs that don't look so hot without a bra. She's still gorgeous, but I think once those things are unleashed they'll roam in all sorts of unattractive directions.

You guys can berate me all you want, but you know exactly what I'm talking about.
 
real or fake boobies? I am unsure
 
Suddenly I feel a strong urge to toboggan.

AV
 
@End^

I dunno. I think you're right in that once let loose, those voluptuous mounds would truly have minds of their own. Were that the case, I would use my teeth to personally and visciously dock an entire herd of tick infested, poo encrusted sheep, just for the chance to allow my calloused hands and swollen lips to ride herd on those sweet, natural nom noms, guiding them whereever I would with sometimes gentle nips, sometimes stern slaps, but always with my eyes wide open in joy and wonder.

Consider yourself berated :P
 
The ESPYs are horseshit.

Those boobs are great.

There are two people in the background who appear to be wearing the same color shirt.
 
Those girls could only 69 each other with 12" tongue extensions
 
Those are some muthafuckin' boobies!

Mmmmm mmmmm, bitch!
 
I wish K1 and K2 took the place of B1 and B2 from my Childhood....

Ohhhh Cheese and Whiskers....
 
MONSTER TITTIES
 
The boobie valleys call to me, a shrieking wail to be saved from the clutches of Sal and given the attention they so rightfully deserve. "Douchesquire," they call, "come place your face between us and motorboat to your heart's delight"

Coincidently, Sal's face is calling to the Louisville Slugger in the back of my truck, a taunting that shall shamefully go unrecognized, as I have not the time to drive to Shittowne NJ at this second.
 
@ Wheezer

Does this look like any place in Cincy you have been? He looks like he is dressed for a game.
 
@massengill, 12:02 p.m. -

Nope, I can't say I've been in either of those titty valleys.

Oh, you meant the bar! Um, nope - can't say I recognize it. If so, those two hotts would've had the restraining order against me years ago.
 
There's this passage I got memorized. Ezekiel 25:17.

The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know I'm The Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you.

I been saying that shit for years. And if you heard it, that meant your ass. I never gave much thought to what it meant. I just thought it was some cold-blooded shit to say to a motherfucker 'fore I popped a cap in his ass. But I saw some shit this mornin' made me think different. See, now I'm thinking, maybe it means you're the evil man, and I'm the righteous man, and Mr. 9mm here, he's the shepherd protecting my righteous ass in the valley of darkness. Or, it could mean you're the righteous man and I'm the shepherd and it's the world that's evil and selfish. I'd like that. But that shit ain't the truth. The truth is, you're the weak, and I'm the tyranny of evil men. But I'm tryin', Keith. I'm trying real hard to be the shepherd.
 
Matching red shirt, wristdana and baseball cap. Are you fucking serious? I want to eat a bunch of jalepeno peppers, and then force feed this guy my burning poop. And another thing about this guy...

Aw crap, who am I fooling. BEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOOBBEEEEEZZZZZ!!! Omagod-omagod-omagod-omagod! [Heart palpitating] Nyang, nyang, nnnnnnnnyyyang!

Thanks a fat load DB1, my spank bank is full up as it is. Now you give us the wonder quadruplets. Urge... to... motor... boat........ too strong..... to.. resist!
 
Are they real or are they Mammarex?
 
Looks like both of the hotts got to keep the motorboat in their respective divorces...
 
love them titays!
 
They are both cute. He is a douche bag. And that's all I have to say 'bout that.
 
I see my boobie jizz-welding work remains unfinished!

Allow myself to show these Kathies the power of this fully-operational Death Star... myself,...
 
^ BOOBIE JIZZ WELDING FTW. that is all.
 
Seriously, if you dress like that don't expect me to look directly at your eyes...
 
fake titty convention!
 
but that doesn't mean i don't want to chew on those titties on the left like a half-sedated puppy
 
Srsly, Keith-- at least a faux boob grab man, c'mon.

--VS
 
Dude, she is pushing her tit into his hand. Yet his fingers curl away, reflexively, like one recoils from a flame. And he puts the other girl in a headlock.


You, sir, are a Class-A Peter Puffer.
 
Cromulent cupcakes!
 
He's rockin' a Reds cap. LOL

If I had boobs like that, I'd never leave the house. Well, that's because I'd be a guy with some big ol' boobs.

Titties & Beer! (Uncle Frank, RIP)
 
anyone else miss pumpy? he'd bust all kinds of moves on this fool; school that ass. then sling the breasted ones over his shoulders and pimp away into the sunset.
this ass hat couldn't hold a meaninglessly sideways peace sign to pumpy's steez.
 
huh, is it me or is keith showing us the future of douche hat styling? 'straight is the new tilt'. in its own way it's almost as punchable as bucky's legendary 4d flow. now tell me how that's possible
 
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