One time I had to rate "the biggest loser" because that was the only one that could fit into a garbage bag. I mean, I only drove a sweet Lada hatchback. Only so much tissue can fit into one of those cocksuckers.
Frehly.
Live in person, a man who says "entertain me fuckers" gets snap kicked in the throat.
But since you asked, go to consumptionjunction.com and look for the video where the guy shoves a needle in his sack.
P.S - Guinness sucks. Drink belgian.
That was a pretty fucking cool Sega Genesis Game, Altered Beast.
Like the transition from canadian bimbo to respected screen name.
Raow x 2.
Peace,
The short Lehman brother.
I have several.
They all celebrate certain important milestones in my life. Such as the time I lost my virginity to an AIDS broker. That one is a shriveled testicle on my forehead.
I have a spray can of Lysol on my shoulder. That's cause I like to get fucked up.
Haj.
Yes, I once listened to "Can U Deliver?" By Armored Saint eighteen times in three hours.
Not so much because the song was glorious, but moreso because the landlord was bitching about high pitched screams, the stupid cunt.