Showing posts with label wtf? nasty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wtf? nasty. Show all posts

Monday, April 4, 2011

Miley Sex Doll

Ew, just EWWW! 
I realize that she's legal now but you know that isn't the angle they're using to sell this doll. Pedophiles must be rejoicing over the 3, count 'em THREE, achey breakey holes! Okay, they don't use the break part because that would be too obvious, but the implied meaning is cherry poppin' and we all know it. 

After the gun show I attended this weekend, Let me just say that there is no shortage of white trash rednecks that will buy this. Oh, Lord. I need to move to Greenland.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Friday, October 22, 2010

In WTF? Candy News

Mr. McSlore found these at the grocery store. Further proof that kids are gross.
SsssNot anything I will ever eat!

Monday, July 12, 2010

I didn't know that Cleveland Had A Bridge and Tunnel Crowd

We went out Saturday night and walked down West 6th street where a whole bunch of these types of chicks were stumbling into clubs with phony red carpets. Red Carpets! In front of some douchey club full of Armenian immigrants and chicks from Parma.
I would like to dole out some unsolicited advice to the girls from the bachelorette parties that we had the unfortunate pleasure of watching teeter on their cork heels and try to wiggle their sausage casing down to an acceptable level below their pubic bone: If you haven't exercised since those mandatory years in middle school, don't wear tube dresses! Leave that to the real whores that work at The Crazy Horse down the street.
Thank you.

Monday, May 17, 2010

Trash Humpers

That is the title of a new strange film by Harmony Korine. I'm guessing that the premise is a comment on American culture and it's love of the lowest common denominator. It looks weird and non-sensical in that art house way that is so popular with film students. The film is so all over the place that it makes Pink Flamingos look like it was written and performed by The Actor's Studio. John Waters will probably give it five stars.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

He Likes His Women Dead




Dead girls don't put up a fight, they don't say no and you needn't take them out to dinner or worry about winning them over with your sparkling personality.


What you do need to worry about is where to hide those pesky bodies. Especially if you don't eat them like Jeffrey Dahlmer did. So, Anthony Sowell buried them in the back yard, left them to rot in the attic and wrapped their skulls in paper in the basement. That means that he lived in close proximity to the death he created on a constant basis. Maybe he liked it that way, I'm not sure that I want to know.


What will probaby happen is that people from his childhood will pop up and have things to say about their impressions of him, what he was like with girls and if he started out torturing animals. You have to take it with a grain of salt since some people will do anything for their five seconds on the evening news.


This is so depressing but isn't it fitting that the police caught him on Halloween? And just a few days before that he was up to his usual shit, getting a girl drunk in his house and attacking her with the intent to rape and kill. Thank God that one managed to get away.


The saddest part? All those families visiting the missing person's station that they set up down the street, hoping that one of the bodies is their missing loved one, just for some answers and maybe some closure.


By the way, we are up to ten bodies now. All this just a few miles from our home. Read the sex offender list from your neighborhood, people. There are plenty of sickos out there and they are not just in Ohio, though we do seem more adept than other states at creating them.