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Saturday, December 16, 2017
Hansy's Wife
"Hallo!
"This is such a NICE blog I thought I would add a picture for you all. Yes, I am Hansy's very own "hair bag," Marieke der Frieke. These days I am NTX - NOT TOO XCITING. But look at me on the right!
"At one time, my Hansy loved to take pictures of me getting 'skull fucked' as he called it. Oh, he was one sado-masochistic nutjob. One minute he'd be growling at me and calling me dirty names. Then he would get emotional, say he was sorry, and lick the cum off my lips.
"You have NO IDEA what it has been like for 50 years. I am so glad I will die soon. I only hope Hans dies first so I can watch him gasp like a beached whale, and groan, and call out my name. 'You are my rock, Marieke,' he will say. And I will answer. 'What, I did not hear you, I have tinnitis.' Ha ha ha.
"The blood will drain from his face, and day after day he will shrink and shrivel from being a big fat bearded blimp to being a skeletal, frightened old man. He will sob, 'I should have made better use of the time I had left, and not spent it on the Internet giving away Christmas music to strangers.' And I will reply, 'Yes, you should have spent more time watching me giving blowjobs to Niggas. Because that's what I was doing while you were on the Internet. You used to watch and take pictures! But once you were fired at 55, and your testicles suddenly got sucked up into your intestines, and got shitted out during that diverticulitis fit, you lost ALL interest in sex.
"You began to tell the world, 'Blogging saved my life.' What could I do but go sit in a window in an Amsterdam brothel and offer discounts to Niggas? Soon enough I got a little black book of big black dicks. I could make calls and say: 'Stubbleface is on the Internet, he will be busy for hours. Come over and merle my haggard!' Again and again I would get fucked and always finish off with a load in my mouth. Meanwhile my idiot husband was typing boasts and insults at people he didn't know. Then I would hear him crying as he vowed never to blog again. Then he would shut down his latest blog and getting a new one a minute later.
"Now we are an old feeble couple. We go to Applebees once a week and this is a big deal. The most excitement we had in the past ten years was nearly getting into a car wreck. I only wish I could get him interested in my ISP - Infected Smelly Pussy. Oh well, I have had almost as many different Niggas as he has had smooth jazz CDs. Hundreds! He has had 20gb of Christmas music and I have had 20oz of bg. That's twenty ounces of blackman's goo. A day!"
"This is such a NICE blog I thought I would add a picture for you all. Yes, I am Hansy's very own "hair bag," Marieke der Frieke. These days I am NTX - NOT TOO XCITING. But look at me on the right!
"At one time, my Hansy loved to take pictures of me getting 'skull fucked' as he called it. Oh, he was one sado-masochistic nutjob. One minute he'd be growling at me and calling me dirty names. Then he would get emotional, say he was sorry, and lick the cum off my lips.
"You have NO IDEA what it has been like for 50 years. I am so glad I will die soon. I only hope Hans dies first so I can watch him gasp like a beached whale, and groan, and call out my name. 'You are my rock, Marieke,' he will say. And I will answer. 'What, I did not hear you, I have tinnitis.' Ha ha ha.
"The blood will drain from his face, and day after day he will shrink and shrivel from being a big fat bearded blimp to being a skeletal, frightened old man. He will sob, 'I should have made better use of the time I had left, and not spent it on the Internet giving away Christmas music to strangers.' And I will reply, 'Yes, you should have spent more time watching me giving blowjobs to Niggas. Because that's what I was doing while you were on the Internet. You used to watch and take pictures! But once you were fired at 55, and your testicles suddenly got sucked up into your intestines, and got shitted out during that diverticulitis fit, you lost ALL interest in sex.
"You began to tell the world, 'Blogging saved my life.' What could I do but go sit in a window in an Amsterdam brothel and offer discounts to Niggas? Soon enough I got a little black book of big black dicks. I could make calls and say: 'Stubbleface is on the Internet, he will be busy for hours. Come over and merle my haggard!' Again and again I would get fucked and always finish off with a load in my mouth. Meanwhile my idiot husband was typing boasts and insults at people he didn't know. Then I would hear him crying as he vowed never to blog again. Then he would shut down his latest blog and getting a new one a minute later.
"Now we are an old feeble couple. We go to Applebees once a week and this is a big deal. The most excitement we had in the past ten years was nearly getting into a car wreck. I only wish I could get him interested in my ISP - Infected Smelly Pussy. Oh well, I have had almost as many different Niggas as he has had smooth jazz CDs. Hundreds! He has had 20gb of Christmas music and I have had 20oz of bg. That's twenty ounces of blackman's goo. A day!"
Monday, December 11, 2017
Shauna Cuntwell's new FIVER campaign
SHAUNA CUNTWELL recently called up her ex-manager, Bill
Hoobastank. She was moaning, "Nobody will pay for my music! Nobody wants
to use me as a model on FIVERRRRR. Nobody will pay me to do voice-overs
for them! Why is that?"
And Bill said, "Gurgle gurgle gurgle!" Which made almost as much sense as her mumbling Irish accent, which sounds like a duck farting into a bathtub full of beer. Bill sent her an email with a link to a SUCCESSFUL bitch on Fiver:
The idea of making a lot of MONEY trumped Shauna's innate slum prudery.
She decided to take the plunge, and do something with NUDITY!!
With the help of ace photographer Cilla Blackledge, and some lipstick, Shauna has been experimenting with the right slogans that might get guysssss to pay her for pictures!
Coming soon, her new ad campaign: "Pay me a fiverrrr and I'll write
your name over my belly button!" I'll make it seem like I charge for
everyone but YOU! Like...
I'M A WHORE...but for TAYLOR SWIFT...I'm a SLUT!
And Bill said, "Gurgle gurgle gurgle!" Which made almost as much sense as her mumbling Irish accent, which sounds like a duck farting into a bathtub full of beer. Bill sent her an email with a link to a SUCCESSFUL bitch on Fiver:
The idea of making a lot of MONEY trumped Shauna's innate slum prudery.
She decided to take the plunge, and do something with NUDITY!!
With the help of ace photographer Cilla Blackledge, and some lipstick, Shauna has been experimenting with the right slogans that might get guysssss to pay her for pictures!
I'M A WHORE...but for TAYLOR SWIFT...I'm a SLUT!
Thursday, December 7, 2017
Walkin' around with Nose Rings, Buying Da Vinci Paintings...
Years ago, Dylan sang about the filthy Saudi bastards "walkin' around with nose rings," and asking if made you embarrassed.
Well, the slow train from embarrassment to rage...is still way down the tracks. Because everybody knows that there's no end to Arab scummery. They still have ALL the oil, and the idiot countries of the world that are so slow to convert to solar energy are allowing these mongoloids to rule.
On their terms, of course. Here's an Arab monkey who decided, for a lark, to buy a priceless painting for himself. Think he's gonna donate it to the Met or the Louvre? Allah, no. He's got it ALL to his greasy slimy Arab self:
White philanthropists (there doesn't seem to be another kind) always gave to charity. They built libraries. They funded the arts. This Arab piece of shit grabs a Da Vinci for himself. Is he known to be an art lover? Of course not.
That's the Arab scum. All they know is greed. All they know is prancing around in their bed sheets, being PRINCES, indulging in white slavery and gluttony, and grinning through their filthy beards as if there's NO chance their heads will be cut off by ISIS, or a missile will come their way from Kim Jung-Fatshit.
Whenever there is a disaster, the Arabs turn away and count their money. The Russians and the Chinese smirk. It's the Americans who have to give and give and give, and get called names for it. Did an American come close to getting this painting? Was any MUSEUM for the PEOPLE close?
Just another example of how twisted and disgusting the world is, and the creeps who have the REAL money and power.
Well, the slow train from embarrassment to rage...is still way down the tracks. Because everybody knows that there's no end to Arab scummery. They still have ALL the oil, and the idiot countries of the world that are so slow to convert to solar energy are allowing these mongoloids to rule.
On their terms, of course. Here's an Arab monkey who decided, for a lark, to buy a priceless painting for himself. Think he's gonna donate it to the Met or the Louvre? Allah, no. He's got it ALL to his greasy slimy Arab self:
White philanthropists (there doesn't seem to be another kind) always gave to charity. They built libraries. They funded the arts. This Arab piece of shit grabs a Da Vinci for himself. Is he known to be an art lover? Of course not.
That's the Arab scum. All they know is greed. All they know is prancing around in their bed sheets, being PRINCES, indulging in white slavery and gluttony, and grinning through their filthy beards as if there's NO chance their heads will be cut off by ISIS, or a missile will come their way from Kim Jung-Fatshit.
Whenever there is a disaster, the Arabs turn away and count their money. The Russians and the Chinese smirk. It's the Americans who have to give and give and give, and get called names for it. Did an American come close to getting this painting? Was any MUSEUM for the PEOPLE close?
Just another example of how twisted and disgusting the world is, and the creeps who have the REAL money and power.
Wednesday, December 6, 2017
Mercedes Grabowski
"August Ames," who nearly reached 300 (porn films made, if you include a majority of 10 minute Internet quickies) was born Mercedes Grabowski.
Her last name is pretty disgusting, but so were her films. She had a habit of grunting like a constipated baby, and among her least amusing affectations: a bolt through her tongue.
It probably matched the one that was sticking into her brain. What a moron.
And what DO you do with a MORON? Yep...
One good thing about having a bitch with a pierced tongue, is that after you've come in her mouth a few times, and you want some rest, you take the bolt out, and put in a nail, and hammer it down on a board. Sort of a Ubangi deal. She can't talk with her tongue impaled on a board.
Jesus, what a great idea. If you do want a little noise, why just use the back of a hammer, pull the nail out, and release the board. Then pull her tongue wayyyyy out and blow into her tongue like a whistle. You might even get a cheerful tune going.
Oh. Not with her. She hanged herself. Well, there are plenty of other porn actresses with bolts through their tongues. And plenty with enough rings in their labia to set off a metal detector a mile away.
The good news is that in a shoutbox, some guy is saying, "I can not enjoy porn because I have tinnitis, but I will give you 20 gb of "August Ames" porn scenes. This is how I want to spend the time I have left. But you must email me for the links! My new email address is: FillMyAssWithJunk. Really. If you didn't think I was crazy before, think about the kind of mind that thinks up THAT kind of email address!"
Shauna, you COULD start making money by replacing August Ames. "August Cuntwell" has a nice ring to it. Put a few rings in your labia. You're already shaved. A bolt through your tongue might improve your diction. Ah...but you WILL need to get a nose job. In porn, it's not a good idea for a nose to be longer than a dick. People don't want to see a nose vs dick swordfight.
PS, Shauna, they say loads of cum can help you hit the high notes. Just ask "Gurgles" Huelbig.
Her last name is pretty disgusting, but so were her films. She had a habit of grunting like a constipated baby, and among her least amusing affectations: a bolt through her tongue.
It probably matched the one that was sticking into her brain. What a moron.
And what DO you do with a MORON? Yep...
One good thing about having a bitch with a pierced tongue, is that after you've come in her mouth a few times, and you want some rest, you take the bolt out, and put in a nail, and hammer it down on a board. Sort of a Ubangi deal. She can't talk with her tongue impaled on a board.
Jesus, what a great idea. If you do want a little noise, why just use the back of a hammer, pull the nail out, and release the board. Then pull her tongue wayyyyy out and blow into her tongue like a whistle. You might even get a cheerful tune going.
Oh. Not with her. She hanged herself. Well, there are plenty of other porn actresses with bolts through their tongues. And plenty with enough rings in their labia to set off a metal detector a mile away.
The good news is that in a shoutbox, some guy is saying, "I can not enjoy porn because I have tinnitis, but I will give you 20 gb of "August Ames" porn scenes. This is how I want to spend the time I have left. But you must email me for the links! My new email address is: FillMyAssWithJunk. Really. If you didn't think I was crazy before, think about the kind of mind that thinks up THAT kind of email address!"
Shauna, you COULD start making money by replacing August Ames. "August Cuntwell" has a nice ring to it. Put a few rings in your labia. You're already shaved. A bolt through your tongue might improve your diction. Ah...but you WILL need to get a nose job. In porn, it's not a good idea for a nose to be longer than a dick. People don't want to see a nose vs dick swordfight.
PS, Shauna, they say loads of cum can help you hit the high notes. Just ask "Gurgles" Huelbig.
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