Some time ago max the Blonde Assassin noted that we’d gone for a very long time without a hot man around these parts (you’re telling me!) and so we resolved to take all steps necessary to rectify the situation ASAP and STAT, even.
And so it came to pass.
So to speak.
Say hello to Trent Reznor in an intimate moment (with grateful appreciations and sumptuous photocredits {don’t spend them all in one place} to the somewhat notorious AgentBedhead): Continue reading
To be quite frank, it’s been quite some time since there was jizz or, in fact, anything but me, in my pants, unless someone’s gotten up to something I don’t know about in the laundry room.
Ew.
Lyrics from thelonelyisland:
Lock eyes from across the room
down my drink while the rhythms boom
take your hand and skip the names
no need here for the silly games
make our way through the smoke and crowd
the club is the sky and I’m on your cloud
move in close as the lasers fly
our bodies touch and the angels cry
leave this place go back to yours
our lips first touch outside your doors
a whole night what we’ve got in store
whisper in my ear that you want some more
and I
JIZZ IN MY PANTS
This really never happens you can take my word
I won’t apoligise, that’s just absurd
Mainly your fault from the way that you dance
and now I
JIZZ IN MY PANTS
don’t tell your friends or I’ll say your a slut
plus its your fault, you were rubbing my butt
I’m very sensitive, some would say thats a plus
Now I’ll go home and change
(JORMA) I need a few things from the grocery
do things alone now mostly
left me heart broken not lookin’ for love
surprised in my eyes when I looked above
the check out counter and I saw a face
My heart stood still so did time and space
Never felt that I could feel real again
But the look in her eyes said I need a friend
She turned to me thats when she said it
Looked me dead in the face, asked “Cash or Credit?”
And I
JIZZED IN MY PANTS
It’s perfectly normal, nothing wrong with me
But we’re going to need a clean up on aisle 3
And now I’m posed in an awkward stance because I
JIZZED IN MY PANTS
To be fair you were flirting a lot
plus the way you bag cans got me bothered and hot
please stop acting like you’re not impressed
One more thing, I’m gonna play by cheque
Last week – I saw a film
As I recall it was a horror film
Walked outside into the rain
Checked my phone and saw you rang and I
JIZZED IN MY PANTS
(JORMA)Speeding down the street when the red lights flash
need to get away need to make a dash
A song comes on that reminds me of you and I
JIZZ IN MY PANTS
(ANDY) The next day my alarm goes off and I
JIZZ IN MY PANTS
Open my window and a breeze rolls in and I
JIZZ IN MY PANTS
When Bruce Willis was dead at the end of sixth sense I
JIZZED IN MY PANTS
I just ate a grape and I
JIZZED…IN…MY PANTS
JIZZED…IN…MY PANTS
Ok seriously you guys can we…ok…
I JIZZ RIGHT IN MY PANTS EVERY TIME YOU’RE NEXT TO ME
AND WHEN WE’RE HOLDING HANDS ITS LIKE HAVING SEX TO ME
YOU SAY IM PREMATURE I JUST CALL IT ECSTASY
I WEAR A RUBBER AT ALL TIMES ITS A NECESSITY
Cuz I
JIZZ…IN…MY PANTS
(I jizz in my pants, I jizz in my pants, yes I jizz in my pants, yes I jizz in my pants)
yes I JIZZ…IN…MY PANTS
(I jizz in my pants (AKIVA!), I jizz in my pants)
ANDY & JORMA
AKIVA as the DJ
JT as the Janitor
Molly Sims & Jamie Lynn Sigler
You just can’t keep a bad ex-candidate down. Yes, the Dan Quayle of Alaska is back, with a retro holiday special sure to bring a tear to the eye.
from Jimmy Kimmel via SeriouslyOMG
of which there has been an excess on teh intarwebs this week. This should blow that right out of the water; a little video from the creators of the Spongmonkeys and their smash hit “We Like The Moon” this one could perhaps be described as a type of hedgehog-based performance art thesaurus for low rent porn writers.
Do I need to tell you? NSFW.
Especially if you turn the volume up very, very loud.
Toby and Sheila is the heartwarming story of a beagle’s love for his adopted mommy, a mallard duck.
Now, the fact that Sheila is very obviously a male mallard duck shouldn’t be an issue: perhaps Sheila was simply undergoing “transition” and gender reassignment during the period these images were taken. As you will see, the love between Sheila and Toby can surmount any physical barrier, no matter how challenging.
That, ladies and gentlemen, is true love.
And here is the translation, from reddit via TYWKIWDBI:
Translation: In 1994, Toby arrived at the Mac Kenzie ranch. Incredibly, Sheila–an old duck–adopted him. They lived together in a beautiful relationship. Some time after, Sheila died of old age.
So, the Mac Kenzies decided to embalm her. (Perfectly logical.) This is the video of the moment when Toby returned to see Sheila.
raincoaster 