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You know we love seeing girls flashing, and nip slippin. It’s just something we’ve been into since we were young. I remember peeping in on my friend’s mother going to the bathroom, or another friend’s sister suntanning topless outside. We were brought up on this shit, but in our quest to pick-up our game and find girls flashing we had to switch things up and find muslim girls acting naughty.

Thanks To Hendy our Indonesian friend, we have some great links and pics for you…after the jump

FOR MORE PEEP THESE GALLERIES:
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I miss Minxy Winxy Pudding + Pie as much as you do, I was going to go to her memorial, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Instead I read her erotic stories and cried. In my healing process, I have been drinking a lot of hot chocolate and Wild Turkey, it is comfort food, I have also been frequenting strip clubs a lot. I have been looking for a lap dance that would be on par with the ones I used to get Minxy Winxy to give me back when I babysat her, years ago. I remember those nights, I would tuck her in and read her Babysitter’s Club. She loved Dawn. Then she would but on her sexy costume and dance for me. She was 11.

It’s hard to find a girl with with a pelvis as strong as a boar. But it isn’t hard to turn your house into a strip club. Every trailer park living room across the country should have one of these in the middle of it. It screams class, and you can try to teach your fat bitch wife how to pole dance…Maybe it will add some spice to the marriage…but you could also stop getting drunk and beating her up, asshole.

Check out Lil’ Mynx
Here

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Yes all you fucking perverts have seen the ass pictures before, but have you ever found a place that has a whole fuckload of them. This is the most comprehensive collection of the “perfect webcam ass”. We are not a jerk off site - so fuck off you wimpering twats.

Link and Pics after the jump….bitches….

MORE ASS HERE

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You fuckers are killing me - all you perverts begging for fucking celebrity tits. Sometimes I don’t want to post fucking celebrity pics, sometimes I want to post fucking shoes, sometimes I like to post pictures of old ladies naked. I do what I fucking do - and if you aren’t feeling it - I will fucking listen to your fucking complaints and post you a fucking celebrity tit shot.

Fucking Twats - The Kelly Brook’s tits are after the jump…

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Hunter Thomson fatally shot himself. I am sure i couldn’t write anything that would compare to what he has already written. So here is some quotes to remember him by. Also see a timeline of his life here.

Read his last article:
Shotgun Golf with Bill Murray

As you were, I was. As I am, you will be

- “Hell’s Angels”, Hunter S. Thompson ( $ ), In Weird

You can turn your back on a person, but never turn your back on a drug, especially when its waving a razor sharp hunting knife in your eye

- Hunter S. Thompson, In Drugs

For every moment of triumph, for every instance of beauty, many souls must be trampeled.

- Hunter S. Thompson, In Happiness

This is the main advantage of ether: it makes you behave like the village drunkard in some early Irish novel… total loss of all basic motor skills: blurred vision, no balance, numb tounge- severance of all connection between the body and the brain. Which is interesting because you can actually watch yourself behaving in this terrible way, but you can’t control it.

- Hunter S. Thompson, In Drugs

Good mescaline comes on slow. The first hour is all waiting, then about halfway through the second hour you start cursing the creep who burned you, because nothing is happening…and then ZANG!

- Hunter S. Thompson, In Drugs/Mescaline

There is nothing more helpless and irresponsible than a man in the depths of an ether binge

- Hunter S. Thompson, In Drugs

I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone…. but they’ve always worked for me.

- Hunter S. Thompson, In Drugs

We cannot expect people to have respect for law and order until we teach respect to those we have entrusted to enforce those laws.

- Hunter S. Thompson, In Drugs

The music business is a cruel and shallow trench, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free, and good men lie like dogs. There is also a negative side

- Hunter S. Thompson, In Music

The great Thompson Huntsite

Author Hunter S. Thompson Kills Himself

Hunter S. Thompson, the acerbic counterculture writer who popularized a new form of fictional journalism in books like “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas,” fatally shot himself Sunday night at his Aspen-area home, his son said. He was 67.

“Hunter prized his privacy and we ask that his friends and admirers respect that privacy as well as that of his family,” Juan Thompson said in a statement released to the Aspen Daily News.

Pitkin County Sheriff officials confirmed to The Associated Press that Thompson had died of an apparent self-inflicted gunshot wound. Thompson’s wife, Anita, was not home at the time.

Besides the 1972 drug-hazed classic about Thompson’s visit to Las Vegas, he also wrote “Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail ‘72.” The central character in those wild, sprawling satires was “Dr. Thompson,” a snarling, drug- and alcohol-crazed observer and participant.

Thompson is credited with pioneering New Journalism — or, as he dubbed it, “gonzo journalism” — in which the writer made himself an essential component of the story. Much of his earliest work appeared in Rolling Stone magazine.

“Fiction is based on reality unless you’re a fairy-tale artist,” Thompson told the AP in 2003. “You have to get your knowledge of life from somewhere. You have to know the material you’re writing about before you alter it.”

An acute observer of the decadence and depravity in American life, Thompson also wrote such collections “Generation of Swine” and “Songs of the Doomed.” His first ever novel, “The Rum Diary,” written in 1959, was first published in 1998.

Thompson was a counterculture icon at the height of the Watergate era, and once said Richard Nixon represented “that dark, venal, and incurably violent side of the American character.”

Thompson also was the model for Garry Trudeau’s balding “Uncle Duke” in the comic strip “Doonesbury” and was portrayed on screen by Johnny Depp in a film adaptation of “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.”

Other books include “The Great Shark Hunt,” “Hell’s Angels” and “The Proud Highway.” His most recent effort was “Hey Rube: Blood Sport, the Bush Doctrine, and the Downward Spiral of Dumbness.”

“He may have died relatively young but he made up for it in quality if not quantity of years,” Paul Krassner, the veteran radical journalist and one of Thompson’s former editors, told The Associated Press by phone from his Southern California home.

“It was hard to say sometimes whether he was being provocative for its own sake or if he was just being drunk and stoned and irresponsible,” quipped Krassner, founder of the leftist publication The Realist and co-founder of the Youth International (YIPPIE) party.

“But every editor that I know, myself included, was willing to accept a certain prima donna journalism in the demands he would make to cover a particular story,” he said. “They were willing to risk all of his irresponsible behavior in order to share his talent with their readers.”

The writer’s compound in Woody Creek, not far from Aspen, was almost as legendary as Thompson. He prized peacocks and weapons; in 2000, he accidentally shot and slightly wounded his assistant, Deborah Fuller, trying to chase a bear off his property.

Born July 18, 1937, in Kentucky, Hunter Stocton Thompson served two years in the Air Force, where he was a newspaper sports editor. He later became a proud member of the National Rifle Association and almost was elected sheriff in Aspen in 1970 under the Freak Power Party banner.

Thompson’s heyday came in the 1970s, when his larger-than-life persona was gobbled up by magazines. His pieces were of legendary length and so was his appetite for adventure and trouble; his purported fights with Rolling Stone editor Jann Wenner were rumored in many cases to hinge on expense accounts for stories that didn’t materialize.

It was the content that raised eyebrows and tempers. His book on the 1972 presidential campaign involving, among others, Edmund Muskie, Hubert Humphrey and Nixon was famous for its scathing opinion.

Working for Muskie, Thompson wrote, “was something like being locked in a rolling box car with a vicious 200-pound water rat.” Nixon and his “Barbie doll” family were “America’s answer to the monstrous Mr. Hyde. He speaks for the werewolf in us.”

Humphrey? Of him, Thompson wrote: “There is no way to grasp what a shallow, contemptible and hopelessly dishonest old hack Hubert Humphrey is until you’ve followed him around for a while.”

The approach won him praise among the masses as well as critical acclaim. Writing in The New York Times in 1973, Christopher Lehmann-Haupt worried Thompson might someday “lapse into good taste.”

“That would be a shame, for while he doesn’t see America as Grandma Moses depicted it, or the way they painted it for us in civics class, he does in his own mad way betray a profound democratic concern for the polity,” he wrote. “And in its own mad way, it’s damned refreshing.”
Via Yahoo

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It is that time of month again boys and girls. I went to getty to see what was new. I found myself some Lohan pics, so this is not the same as my old getty images of the day. Today - we see Lindsay Lohan in front of the camera, shopping or something with her bodyguard at her side.

Check out Lohan working the camera - and - my penis -
After The Jump

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Every person has one special day…Their birthday. Everyone hates Monday’s, the day we must all drag our hang over ass down to work after the weekend. So lets blame this Monday on someone born today, just chosse someone. I choose you Jeanne Calment.

#4)Jennifer Love Hewitt (02/21/1979 – ) actor,

Quote on her breasts:”I just accepted them as a great accessory to every outfit.”

#3)Sacha Guitry (02/21/1885 – 07/24/1957)French writer

Quote: “The little I know I owe to my ignorance.”

#2)Jeanne Calment (02/21/1875 – 08/04/1997)French oldest person

Quote: on the sort of future a 120-yr-old expects

#1)Ann Sheridan (02/21/1915 – 01/21/1967) actor

Quote: “They nicknamed me the Oomph Girl, and I loathe that nickname! Just being known by a nickname indicates that you’re not thought of as a true actress….It’s just crap! If you call an actress by her looks or a reaction, then that’s all she’ll ever be thought of as.”

Pictures of the Birthday boys/girls after the Jump

Jennifer Love Hewitt

Fake

Jeanne Calment

Ann Sheridan

The Ann Sheridan Picture Gallery

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Ok, so we’re new around here, but since the Drunken Stepfather still owes us all those reparation payments from that molestaion that scarred our childhood, and his only assets are empty alcohol bottles and occasionally an eight-ball of coke, we figured if we could post useless shit, it would make up for the terrible, terrible memories.

the loser’s guide to scoring after the jump

Now that introductions are out of the way, on to the pussy. We’ve never actually seen any pussy, but we hear it’s pretty cool. (Stop yelling, Ma, I’m busy on the Internet!)

First, look for the girl who you’d like to some sweet action from. Then, find a girl that you have half a chance with, loser! We’ve met the girls we’ve stalked…. uh, we mean dated in many places. Chat rooms are a great place, but you gotta be good at typing with one hand, unless you have a buddy who’ll type for you while you take care of business.

Elbow-Tittie is always a subtle way to start chatting (kinda like how we do it all the time in the chat groups on the internet. You’d be surprised how much the FBI hates it when a 35 year-old guy makes friends with 11 year olds on the net, by pretending he’s their age). The way elbow-tittie works is as follows: You go up to a chick and elbow her in the tit. How fuckin dumb are you that we need to explain it? If that doesn’t work, she still might be impressed at the immunity to pepper spray that you’ve built up over the years.

Now that you broke the ice, how do you get her into the sack? We asked our buddy Tobias who once fingered a chick (he’s the man!), and he said that his best move is impressing her with your knowledge of Dungeons and Dragons. Whatever you do though, DO NOT tell her that you’re an elf! Chicks hate that shit. You MUST say that you are either a wizard or a centaur, and that you have slayed at least a level 7 dragon. Otherwise, you got no chance buddy.

Telling her she looks pretty always works too, especially for the girls you should be going for, they generally don’t get complimented that often. Be warned, though, they will often know you are lying.

Congrats on having gotten off your fat ass and spoken to a real, live girl. We’re gonna do that too, one day. Now that you’ve spoken to a chick for 10 minutes, it looks like you’ve got a girlfriend. This guy we once met who told us he once had a girlfriend told us that you’ve gotta “play the game”. That means playing hard to get buddy. I know it can be difficult, since this is the first girl you’ve ever spoken to, and you probably came your pants when she talked dirty and said “fuck off, creep”. But beleive us, it works like a charm. We told out internet girlfriend, “I_love_hillaryduff_1989″ that we’d chat with her online right now, and we’re like 3 minutes late already. We got her wrapped around our little finger.

FINGER BANGING RULES!!!!!!!! (at least that’s what we hear)

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One of my favourite Ayn Rand devotees, Ruth from Freudian Slippers, pointed me towards the libertarian purity test. My score was eighty-seven, which of course, I shuddered at the utter mediocrity of this number, but then this followed:

You are a medium-core libertarian, probably self-consciously so. Your friends probably encourage you to quit talking about your views so much.

Hot damn! That is absolutely correct, especially in regard to this blog, since I have resolved to not speak directly about my political viewpoints. The little that I do communicate is in the method of parody, as I have not yet achieved the chutzpah to attempt satire do so successfully.

This purity test is geared to really weed out the pretenders, and I was very surprised to see a lot of low scores during the analysis. Of course, it makes sense that so many of us choose a political party and keep it for life… and never examine why we advocate certain parties. In addition, I cannot help but feel a bit stifled in the postmodern United States (and worldwide), since many of the test questions caused me to pause and first ask “Am I an asshole if I answer this honestly?” Then of course, I said “Fuck all,” because an accurate score interested me. Relatively so with margin of error and all that crap, heh heh.

Methinks that it can also be ascertained that the definition of libertarian is quite misinterpreted and many people have been surprised at their resoundingly low test scores. Otherwise, why would so many take the test and achieve a score of ten or fifteen. I certainly wouldn’t take a democratic purity test, because obviously I would flunk with flying colours. This just says something about society, I do suppose. Precisely what it says should be left to individual interpretation. Overall, the eighty-seven doesn’t truly disappoint me…and at least blogdaddy would be proud. (She commences to crosspost.)

UPDATE: The Lad earned an eighty-one score. Whew…I married a commie pinko once already (unbeknownst to me), and I really don’t wish to do that again. Heh.

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Certainly all of us have been following the whole Eason Jordan brou-ha-ha, and even if you haven’t followed it, just pretend…m’kay? This tour de force led to the resignation of this evil journalist, and by golly, that won’t be the last time this happens!

Oliver Willis is now calling for the resignation of Brit Hume. Precisely why he is doing this is unclear, other than the possibility of increasing his link-whoring status in the blogosphere. Oooh just a second…I am receiving a message. (Ducks under the desk. Whispering is heard.) Oliver, we would like to know if this is a blogging strike, presumably one that would only end upon the actual resignation of Mr. Hume. On behalf of the reality-based community, I would like to urge you to stop blogging altogether until the aforementioned goal is achieved. Moving right along…

Ladies and gents, an immeasurable danger exists in the journalistic world, and ’tis my duty to alert you to this impending cataclysm. A News Anchor is plotting to destroy the truth through a series of collagen injections, after which she continues to claim that her lips are ‘all-natural.’ Upon the final injection, which could take place at any moment, all collective notions of journalistic integrity will be obliterated as if they never existed.

Phase One: (See above photo.) This is what Ms. Dhue looked like before the collagen injections began. These were the innocent times when journalism was committed to ‘the truth.’ Notice the respectably large pout. Some would refer to these as ‘blowjob lips,’ and lemme tell ya, there is nothing wrong with that nickname. Oh but dark times followed soon after…

Phase Two: In this subsequent photo. Ms. Dhue’s lips are noticeably larger After the collagen began to take over Ms. Dhue’s persona, her newscasts began to take a distinct Nietzschean tone. In fact, just the other day, I do believe she slipped in a “The doer alone learneth,” followed by an “All things are subject to interpretation.” This deceit is getting out of hand, and the blogosphere must take a firm stance and call for the resignation of Ms. Dhue. If she continues, this is what we’ll be greeted one weekend morning by this:

Click photo for full effect.

OH THE HORROR! Look at her pretending those are her real lips. Soon, Ms. Dhue will be prefacing her newscasts by reciting, “The most common lie is that which one lies to himself; lying to others is relatively an exception.” The media has shown a suspicious lack of concern to Ms. Dhue’s recent burgeoning interest in Jim Morrison’s studies of crowd control and manipulation. Why else would she be humming ‘Love Me Two Times” on Valentine’s Day, hmmmmm??? Oh let us not be complacent in this witch-hunt. We, the bloggers, will indeed settle this matter, and to borrow a phrase from Fox Mulder, The truth is indeed out there. Thank you for your patience and tenacity in this urgent matter.

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Yeah, so I was wrong, but this time I admit my shortcomings. For several months now, I have heard how great a blog that Protein Wisdom is. Sometimes though, a blog’s name just really detracts from the desire to go see what all the fuss is about. (If you must have clarification, the words ‘man chowder‘ should suffice.) Recently though, Velociman, the purveyor of the humble pineapple, said “You really should [read him]. He kicks it.” You know what? ‘Tis true.

This satisfies the ‘Weekly Correction‘ posting that seems to be so crowd-pleasing, but since I agreed with everything I said this week, it’s all the self=aggrandizing a girl can manage right now.

Note To Self: Endeavor to be more self-deceptive during next week’s blogging efforts.

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Lohan was on the Tony Danza show on February 16th. Who’s the boss now? Lohan is. Here is the news of the day….daddy lohan arrested for drinking and driving….it’s ok lindsay we got your back…

Lohan’s father charged with DWI
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BY ANN GIVENS
STAFF WRITER

February 19, 2005, 1:08 PM EST

The father of teen actress and singer Lindsay Lohan drove strong into a telephone pole in Syosset early today barely escaping his car before it ignited in a ball of fire, Nassau police said.

Michael Lohan, 44, of Laurel Hollow, was driving a friend’s car south on Cold Spring Road just after midnight when he veered off the road and careened into a telephone pole, knocking it down and leaving live wires scattered across the road, police said.

According to police, a visibly drunk Lohan was able to get out of the car, but then returned for his belongings and was pulled from 2005 Volvo stationwagon by a Syosset firefighter just before the car burst into flames. He was alone in the car and was not injured, but was taken to Nassau University Medical Center in East Meadow to be checked over.

Lohan covered his face and declined to say anything as he was led by police to his court appearance in First District Court in Hempstead this morning. He faces charges of driving while intoxicated and third-degree aggravated unlicensed operation of a motor vehicle, police said, adding that he was driving with a suspended license.

The accident was the most recent in a series of scrapes with the law by Lohan. Last June he was arrested and charged with assaulting his brother-in-law with a shoe at a North Merrick communion party and he was arrested twice in the fall for driving while intoxicated and violating a restraining order taken out by his estraged wife, Lindsay’s mother, police said.

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