What a picture to wake up to...
 

Really? Socks?
 

HAHAHA!!! Nice socks.
 

Sun and sea water are good for toe fungus.
 

What the eff? This guy's sick with the flu, right? 'Cause that's how I dress when I'm layin' in bed all day, feeling like the oily shitlogs endlessly streaming from my colon.
 

ahh,'The Joy of Socks'
 

Amun Ra himself would cut off his left canopic jar just to bathe in her radiance.
 

Perhaps tan lines at the ankles are the latest fad among the douchey
 

I'd brain Horus for the chance to doodle on her papyrus.
 

Thoth would invert his proboscis just to sample her nectar.
 

Socks?!?! Really dude? What a cunt! That bikini she's wearing, however, makes my netheregions happy.
 

She correlates my obelisk with the Orion Theory.
 

Anubis could embalm me alive for the promise of her fondling my ankh.
 

Nothing inspires lust quite like danty breath.
 

According to urban dictionary, danty means "small and bitch-like." Methinks somebody is getting their rage and lust centers crossed.

Which is cool. I do it all the time. I find it easier to keep both rage and lust handy, since they're generally both appropriate at this site.
 

I would lap up all her lazuli for the chance to suckle her cartouche.
 

Hell, if I just pulled an Asbestos Flaygon, I'm leaving it in there.

- Management
 

She has that I don't want to be in this picture look.

He could use the Garanimal clothing system or at least turn the lights on when dressing.

I won't mind licking her for awhile.
 

She can tuts my barreh.
 

Today's word at A Word a Day (wordsmith.org for 1/28/10) is "heliolatry" -- the worship of the sun. Coincidence? Conspiracy? I'm just not sure.

(A Word a Day has no listing for "asbestos_flaygon".)

@ boat 7:53

That's "cardouche", as in "Jaguar."
 

boatbutter, stfu already!

not even friday yet and I'm getting irratable..
 

@anon 8:22

irritable






cumquat.
 

Hey - I can see my reflection - twice!
 

Oh, Sandra. Amazing, succulent Sandra. I'd fart the opening bars to America The Beautiful in the faces of 50 nuns for the chance to jerk off like a rhesus monkey on a double espresso in the store where someone bought that bikini for her.
 

I would put my staff of Osiris all up in her papyrus
 

I likey shiny boobs.
 

Silver hott is in a pre-cancerous condition. I will gladly be her shade and rub lotion on the small of back.

I was going to dis the socks on the starving douche but I own socks just like his.

Maybe I should my casual wear.
 

my bad - boss came by the cube.

Maybe i should re-think my casual wear
 

Nice portrayal of Hourglass, Pose 1 Sandra.
 

she's a mannequin... last time I humped a mannequin in an urban outfitters dressing room I got fiberglass splinters that are still a source of irritation

stringbean is a cabana boy in the worlds largest catbox... pacoima by the shore
 

Something tells me that she is a controlling, demanding, drama-queen-bitch.

And I'm okay with that.

What's that dear?

You want me to massage your bunions with my tongue? Be right there.
 

When you've got a physique like a starving rodent, you shouldn't wear oversize trunks that could house a brace of cannibal midget clowns in addition to your bird stalks.

Sandra? Oh, Sandra! I would construct, with my teeth only, a giant collage to honor your image made entirely of your used band-aids and spotted underpants.
 

His legs look like a pair of Q-Tips.
 

That woman is drawing attention to her external genitalia areas.
 

Sandra's clearly an off-duty modeling agency clerical assistant or PA trying out her best Marissa Miller in this photo.

Girls get like that when they don't make the cut and then have to run around backstage with a Kenny G headset on instead of being paid to walk around with paint on in St. Barts.
 

@ Boatbutter--Well done! You know your Egypto-stuff. Respek!

Stringbean misheard Sun Sandra when she said she wanted sex on the beach.

What a jackass.
 

Wait... isn't she Sandy Cheeks?
 

Eventually Sandra found out about Jeff's webbed feet.
 

And eventually Patrick Duffy found about about Sandra's attraction to Jeff's webbed feet.
 

She seems mildly irritated with his arm around her....I'll wager that the 'bag is her brother...or cousin.
 

I'm almost positive that the chick is a Madame Trousseau's wax sculpture of Victoria Silvstedt.
 

Man, those real dolls get more and more realistic every iteration. It's very impressive. Wonder how much he paid for this model of real doll?
 

First time at the beach for Beanstalk. He looks like the "before" pic from those old Charles Atlas ads.

Yeah, I was born that long ago, bitches.
 

if i wanted to lounge in a pile of vomit-inducing gray sand, i'd go to a cement plant. but then, if i go to a cement plant, i'd be there to make money, not lounge in a pile of vomit-inducing gray sand. poor Sandra.
 

Are you quite sure Stringbean and Sandra aren't a butch/femme lesbian couple?
 

Yes, the socks are funny, but aren't they also proof that this guy deserves a nottadouche? What true assclown would wear socks to the beach?
 

The stringbean is Dirty Eddie Munster. The socks, the board shorts, the sleeve and his Eddie Munster peak in the hair, it all deserves much more mocking. He's got a thumb ring for Christ's sake! Dollars to doughnuts there's a giant watch on the wrist behind the supple torso of Sandra.
 

Charlie Sheen wisely chose to ride out the controversy at Club Douche.
 

A douchebag with tanned skin, a wife beater and lotsa tatts has a skewed way of acquiring a farmer tan if he thinks wearing ankle socks is gonna cut the mustard.

But then, a man's gotta demonstrate some sort of work ethic these days to justify keeping a hott like Sun Sandra in his hot-pocket.

And I am not sure which flatters her more: the flaming hot colors of that beach towel against her supple limbs, or the leopard-lame' bikini nestled upon her nethers in slick, slvery highlights that outdo the rounds of her shoulders, knees and calves.

Or, as the cheerleaders put it, she is RA,RA SIS to his CUM-BLAH.
 

I pooped in the sand and a cat buried it.