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Once a legitimate blog. Now just a collection of memes 'n menz.

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“Who just sucked the boss’s big fat cock and didn’t spill a drop of semen on his tie? THIS GUY!”
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The last thing Tina saw before her young life ended was the arrival of the Terminator from the future.
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“You don’t need to put on that gay porn soundtrack shit, Jeff. We’ll tag-team raw dog you right now without it.”
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“I don’t know what any of this shit is or what it does, but since I’m a MAN I’ll just stand here, look at it and nod approvingly.”
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“Thanks Dave, but I’m really not interested. I know your dick isn’t as big as that nozzle. All the girls have said so.”
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“Jules wins one competition and she’s acting like she’s America’s next drag superst….WAIT! How the fuck did she get that car onto the runway?!?”
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“Wait, wait! This is right before the scene of him on his knees in the locker room as the team’s new Bukakke Boy.”
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“I don’t know how Jules does it. She’s been in the bottom two for the past four weeks and yet she always manages to pull it out with those tired old splits at the last minute.”
“Really? I heard she never pulls it out. Oh. You mean the competition.”
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Paul’s cock twitched and his butthole involuntarily clenched a bit when he spotted the huge, still-damp cum stain and got a whiff of the anonymous man-scent coming off yet another pair of underwear he’d stolen from the gym locker room. It was all he could do not to smash his face in the crotch of those tighty-whities right then and there and inhale deeply,
“Later,” he told himself. “Later.”
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“You can root for her all you want, Mary. Jules is still going home with that lipsync tonight.”
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John was aghast as he realized yet another unsuspecting phone booth was about to be abducted by aliens and subjected to unimaginable horrors…
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“With her atrocious performance on the maxi-challenge and that runway look, Jules is definitely going to be lipsyncing for her life.”
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…was coming to the slow realization that attending a “Bukakke Party” had nothing to do with a lively discussion of Japanese politics.
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…the only way to take pictures of my junk was with the family Polaroid—and then have to explain to Mom why the 10 pack she loaded in the camera the day before now only had one or two shots remaining.
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Anyone besides me find it a bit—odd—that there are two women sharing this bed? In 1959?!?
Built-in “vibro-massager”? “Stay up all night pushing buttons?”
As George Takei would say, “Oh myyyyyyy!”
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