Thursday, March 17, 2011

Team Alpha Male: P-I-M-P's


This is how you do it up there with Team Alpha Male in Sacramento. I got one thing to say about that place. Sacratomatoe may be a shit hole but there is one great thing about it, Faber and the gang. Chad Mendez fresh off his win sitting in the sauna with Faber training for his. And if you were wondering, yes that is Bud Light in the hand of Chad and a hot dog in the other.

GTL. Gym - Train - Liquify

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

How Right is this Slanty Eyed Motherfucker?!


This man has got one damn good point to boot, not to mention he's funny as fuck. This bitch that he is responding too is the problem with America, the air that was once filling her head has now moved to her tits. This ignorant bitch acts like she's smart studying in the library. I know bitches like you cunt, you physically talk to your sorority bitches instead of using a phone. You know what! That shit is more fucking annoying when all you little giggly bitches start screaming like hyenas when you found out Stacy swallowed a gallon cum and then had to get her stomach pumped over the weekend. Atleast the asians can put their shit down and get back to studying. We all know you hate the asians because they're smarter, faster, and overall just better than your platinum blonde head. Get the fuckin bleach out of your brain, and go figure out your 'political science epiphany' you dumb cunt.

Christopher Walken Just Nailin' It


 Now here is some real shit. Christopher Walken giving a reading of Gaga's song 'Poker Face'. His tone, delivery, and diction creates a piece of poetry I have never heard, his prose and perfectly placed ellipses are a thing of beauty! FUCK THEM OTHER BITCHES! CHRISTOPHER WALKEN KILLS THIS SHIT!

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

New Zealand Straight Shittin On The World


Here is a perfect example of ingenuity at its finest hour! After suffering a quake down unda' these fuckers turn out to all be fuckin Frank Lloyd Wright. This is great though in all honesty, some seriously smart shit. Some of my favorites are above but go visit the site Show Us Your Long Drop, and check out the best of those on the opposite of the globe.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Knock Out of the Week Right Here Folks


Good Shit. Love it. I had thought that Tuchscherer was gonna take this thing. I thought that fat fuck was gonna knock out the local boy Mark Hunt. But...DAMN! That's it, just crazy how he hits Lesnar's worhtless training partner with a wicked uppercut that landed square on his chiny chin chin. The best part of it all is how he just walks away. Like, who the fuck thinks you can stand with a K1 Kickboxer? You fuckin retard, there must be something up there in the Death Clutch camp in Minnesota, maybe someone should teach those meat heads how to box instead of use their weight to push others around the floor and cage. P.S. Brock - take note because this is how your fight with Dos Santos will go.

This World is So Gay


No here is what I remember. Right before people started to get completely and totally politcally fuckin correct. Look here at this shit, the sister calls Jr. gay and guess what happens...NOTHING! Everyone laughs! It's funny shit, get off your Liberal highchairs you pussy fucker who take offense to this shit. Okay, maybe I will give in to your shit and stop saying 'gay' eventually. Because I've got a better one, "that shit right there is homosexual." BOOM! Simple, a little drawn out on the tongue, but sometimes you need that crap. All the swear words out there are so simple and fast. Fuck. Shit. Bitch. Cunt. Gay. We need a slow one to get the real point across for retards who ask, 'what'd you say?'

Thursday, March 3, 2011

I'm Starting This Shit Here in Santa Rosa


This shit is fuckin ridiculous. Do you see that skinny ass white promoter? That could be me! Open that shit up for the Mexicans around here, maybe a cockfight or two as the prelims...you know what? This shit might just actually work. The wetbacks around are already pushing drugs on MY OWN street corner, maybe I'd be doing a civic duty, cleaning up the streets. Maybe some of them would die along the way, you know how nature works, without a father that fat bitch back home can't get knocked up anymore, and will have to stay focused on the other five knee nibblers running around their one bedroom apartment. My favorite part of this whole thing is when the drunk black guy talks about how the cops AKA 'pigs' as he calls them, break up the underground ring. How they are trying to stop the black man from making money. Well a few things I want to share with your drunk ass. One, the promotoer of this whole goddamn thing is white. Two, the cops aren't stopping the black guy from making money. You just choose to push crack and live in constant fear and ask others for constant handouts than work a few days a week. Three, I hate when you pull the fucking race card. That is the biggest crock of shit ever. Get the fuck over it, you did not suffer slavery, your parents, and hell probably your parents fuckin parents parents didn't, knowing how fast you reproduce. You don't see the Irish wallowing around asking for reparations from the British, or maybe the Jewish from the Germans. Open a fucking book and educate yourself you dumb fuck. I'm glad that white kid won, at least he doesn't appear to be an ignorant fucker.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

And the Japs Still Wonder Why They Lost WW2


Alright! Good for You! HAHA these dumbasses can't be serious! Open your fuckin eyes for three seconds and realize that a real tiger will not be in a fluffy suit retreating scared for it's life. What about SF years back? Some kid agitates one of these things and eventually the big furry cat says 'fuck you' and hops the barrier only to maliciously tear him several new assholes. Goddamn it! Stick to your science classes and mathematical quotients and let the Americans handle the big shit over here small dick.

FUPA in the UFC


Now look at this fuckin lovely work of art. I don't know her name because it's not important enought to remember. Her job is to balance the little metal object so that the scale reads the proper weight for the fighters. Not only did she fail at her first couple of attempts, she was too busy oodling over the fuckin fighters to notice she's fucking up every other second. Now, I know you are probably married to a fat fuckin stink of a husband whose idea of a night out is taking you to the Olive Garden downtown for some classy all you can eat bread sticks and pasta bowls followed by a nice classy case of Keystone, but please leave some brain cells for your ability to work a scale. To top this piece of work off, it was at the KFC Yum! Center. Yup, you read that correct the KFC Yum! Center. Wow, nice piece of ass you send us Kentucky. Get off your wrinkly ballsacks and get recognized with the sport you pieces of shit.