"Oh Lord, I apologize for that one, right there."
I'll let you two argue over who the pet and who the owner is.
Unless it's wine and their wearing a skirt.
Kim doesn't look too happy about it being in her general direction.
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| Dwight Yoakum's brother from another mother; Dewey Yoakum, supervises the grill while Dee works on perfecting her hair flip. | |
| It's a little early for Jim to be conked out on the couch. It's still daylight. Jim must have been gettin' his Vanilla Rice on the night before and he's still trying to recover. | |
| Izzy must have added some Tryptophan to the burgers. Either that or they're telling Nascar stories out by the pool again. | |
| With all those stinky feet in the water I sure hope Deb used a potent cleanser in there the next day. Chadd didn't even bother to get in the pool to pee. He just let the urine run down his leg. | |
| Dee fell asleep in the lounge chair and Deb's palm just attached itself to her head. Try that hair flip now! | |
| Devin was the only one who didn't find it humorous when somebody drew a dick hole on top of his head. | |
| Fuckin' Mexican in the headlights. Swerve! Swerve! | |
| Deb digs for a new edition to her booger collection, meanwhile, the tryptophan is starting to effect me as well. | |
| What Allie doesn't know is that Billy is across the pool fantasizing about spreading pickle relish on her tits and lapping it off while wearing a cut-off billy squire t-shirt and a mesh thong. | |
| Got a picture of everybody's stink finger but Deb couldn't get her's out fast enough. | |
| I didn't have the heart to tell Karrie that she smelled like smoked meat and curry from sleeping with that Iranian exchange student the night before so I just pointed at her and went "Blaaahhhh!" | |
| "Is it this long?" | |
| Whoo-Wee! Check out the gin blossoms I'm sportin'. I'm a happy camper. | |
| Finally Devin and Jax just pulled a "I'll show you mine if you show me yours" and it turned out Jackie's dick was bigger than Devin's. "Oh Lord, I apologize for that one, right there." |
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| Wow! I thought I had Gin blossoms. Creepy D could stop traffic with those rosey reds. | |
| Somebody ought to put this retard on a slow train to the orient and then take a shit on his passport. | |
| Larry gettin' him summadat Sexual Chocolate. That'll be in Kenya's spank bank for a decade or so. | |
| Looks like Starwberry Shortcake is surfin the Bonzai Pipeline, or better known on the men's room wall at Tom Ryan's as Lynn's right Tit. | |
| Being from Brooklyn and all, Kim was proud of the stench she left eminating from the hallway bathroom. | |
| Proof that over time pets start to resemble their owners. I'll let you two argue over who the pet and who the owner is. |
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| Fuck! There's never a gun around when you need one. I think I'm going to start a new section: "The Ass Clown" Project. There would be two tenants thus far. We'd have to put Tina's friend Devin in there too. (See "Santa Claus and the Ass Clown") | |
| Deb still can't get the stain out from where Devin brought himself to orgasm just by playing with his own nipples. | |
| The only way to get Larry in the water is to put a Mexican flag at one end of the pool and an American flag at the other and then shoot a gun in the air. | |
| "I just need my shades, my smokes and these two beers, that's all I need." | |
| "And these four beers. My shades, my smokes and these six beers, that's all I need." | |
| Jesus Christ. Was an impromptu emergency PTA Meeting called? Deb looks like a soccer Mom on crack. | |
| If Barney Rubble and Drew Carey had sex.... | |
| Unfortunately, Devin was the only one at the table that thought Napoleon was chocolate, vanilla and straberry ice cream. Men drink! | |
| And no. The Aurora Borealis is not part of a girl's nipple. Men drink again! | |
| Nothing says "I Love You" like a drunken tit grab. The Chicas love that! | |
| Pretty in pink. Yes, I am that comfortable wih my manhood. I was wearing a lacey black thong that night too. | |
| Some sick fuck has played a cruel joke on Fred and has replaced her beer with, dare I say it?... water. | |
| Kim displaying nice posture this late into the evening. Those Brooklyn girls can handle their alcohol. Unless it's wine and their wearing a skirt. |
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| Enthusiasm is dripping off of me in buckets. Look. My tongue is coated with it. | |
| There's nothing like letting a buzzsaw fart loose to lighten things up. Nice form, Larry. Kim doesn't look too happy about it being in her general direction. |
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