High hopes for this episode, guys! Not that I think it will be good…I’m just high. Probably from the Vick’s Vaporub I poured into my eyeballs and earballs to dull my senses. Alright let’s start this bitch. Episode 5: Under Leaf Tiny Penis We start with three hotties seducing different types heroin distributors with some… Read More Iron Fist Review: Episode 5
If you are not familiar with Texts From Last Night, we urge you do take a look at the site to get an idea of why drinking is great, as if you needed more reasons. Here are some personal ones between me and RLLD. Crack a bottle of Watermelon Vodka and enjoy. Thanks, Texts From… Read More Texts From Last Night: The Space Boner Edition.
Draw Something is a the latest mobile app to take the world by storm. And for good reason: it lets you interact with your friends and Facebook stalkers (or stalkees) by playing a simple version of Pictionary with them. The game levels the playing field between artists and whatever-the-opposite-of-artists-is quite effectively due to the fact… Read More The Best of Draw Something (Dirty): Part 1
Contributing Authors: neuroparadox & ramalamlongdong It is finally time to grace your minds, morals, and monitors with yet another witty (?) edition of the Space Boner! We would like to say that the amount of work put into this rivals that of anything that takes 3-4 weeks to create, but that would be lying. And since we’re… Read More 73 Reasons to Avoid Online Dating
On a daily basis I am honored to be in the presence of many inappropriate names. For example: Harry Hole and Harry Dick. There’s a Dr. Pap. And my personal favorite, Jesus Good. I was at a comedy show the other day, and a couple behind me kept bitching about how the comedian kept swearing (dipshits.) I then heard the wife… Read More Life’s Little Surprises – Socially Acceptable and Hilarious
It’s Too Bad You Smell Like The Dumpster Behind An Abortion Clinic. —NPX The strange thing was that I think it was a lady or, at the very least, a mexican ladyboy. Just awful. Seriously, she smelled like an old tuna sandwich rotting in the back of a rape van.