Tonight, the mermaid pinata would have to suffice.
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| And the ugliest fairy princess in the entire land of Grimm declared "Porn and Oreos for Everyone"! | |
| I'm Good Enough, I'm Smart Enough, and Doggone It, People Like Me! | |
| What the hell? Did somebody let the "close your eyes and smile really big" Genie out of his lamp? | |
| Classic balloon boobs. Kenya gettin' her a handfull of those funbags. Those are ghetto balloon boobs too. Two different colors. | |
| Cheers! Lucky Charms and Milk together is full of curdled goodness. | |
| What's on the ceiling? | |
| Dee can't look. This is the crotchless, latex leotard Jim wished for. | |
| Big Terror In Tiny Town. Nothing like midgets to put a spark in your love life. | |
| Jim's "rock" beats Izzy's "scissors". | |
| As Allie answers a booty call and Tanya gets back up from under the table and wipes her mouth... Devin can't conceal his excitement after seeing the Long John Silver's commercial promoting $0.99 chicken planks. | |
| Izzy and Jim exposing their disappointment in Gallaghers' management for not letting them put a real midget in bondage. Tonight, the mermaid pinata would have to suffice. |
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| Yah! Beat that memaid, Jim. Show that bitch who's boss. | |
| To satisfy his frustration boner after being unable to open the mermaid with a stick. Jim put his entire fist in the hole where her fin used to be. | |
| I was hoping for a tootsie roll. Instead, I got a packet of cherry scented lubricant and a dinner mint telling me to "fuck off". | |
| A plethera of pornographic paraphanalia. | |
| Who's wearin' the blue undies? | |
| Tina took a break from her tables so she could search for a new butt-plug to replace the one she keestered last month and has been unable to get out. | |
| Tina making preperations for her patented dolphin eye. | |
| I think a good product would be "Baby Duck Hat". It's a fake baby duck, which you strap on top of your head. Then you go swimming underwater until you find a mommy duck and her babies, and you join them. Then, all of a sudden, you stand up out of the water and roar like Godzilla. Man, those ducks really take off! Also, Baby Duck Hat is good for parties. | |
| Speaking of ducks; Jim's got a bit of a ducktail going there doesn't he? He should roll a pack of cigarettes up in his sleeve to compliment the look. | |
| Jim was disgusted that somebody ruined perfectly good Oreos by sticking candle wax on them. Blasphemy! | |
| Still pissed, but willing to ignore the candle wax for some of that delicious creamy filling, Jim anxiously waits while everybody puts their dirty hands on them first. | |
| Diane starts the Oreo chant: Or-E-O, Or-E-O, Or-E-O. | |
| Finally! The decadence of the chocolate cookie and scrumptious white gooey stuff. Nirvana! | |
| While Jim was enjoying his Oreos, Tommy enjoyed Diane. | |
| As soon as they got home that night, Diane bleached her bush! | |
| Don't know who these people are but Dee is calling for a time out. | |
| This guy is holdin' his nutsack back for her. What a gentleman. | |
| They're married. She's not swallowing. | |
| Deb's givin' the Carol Burnette ear tug while Jim realizes that the blow job shot he did was half and half with brown food coloring. Nummy. | |
| The fairy princess wand didn't make a very good fly swatter, but Jim kept trying anyway. | |
| Uh-oh. Looks like it's fun-with-helium time. | |
| Blah!! | |
| So she wouldn't forget, Mouse made a shopping list before she left the house; Bud Light, hair spray, mousse, bobby pins, hair spray, tampons, hair spray, carrots, celery, hair spray. | |
| Is this one of those trust exercises where you fall backwards and the other person catches you. Deb caught Fred with her tits. | |
| You can tell when Diane means business. When she bites her bottom lip and tucks her thumb in the waist of her pants... It's all over but the shoutin'. | |
| She's actually got the speed control knob tucked in her waist line for the strap-on she wears regularly. By the look on her face I think she might have it turned up to 11. | |
| She's certainly not willing to ease up on it yet. Full steam ahead Dee. You go girl! | |
| What do ya think Deb is thinking about in this shot? I'm betting it involves something large, black and lubricated. | |
| Thumb still on the throttle. The line is getting longer for who get's to use it next. I hope somebody brought handi-wipes. | |
| Al..... most.......ther......e. | |
| AaaaYYYyyyyAAAAyyyYYYYAAAAyyYYYY!!!!! I think there must be smoke comin' off that thing by now. | |
| A quick pit stench check when she thought noone was lookin' | |
| This ain't gonna be the first time Allie has blown life into something limp. | |
| A cigarette in one hand and a balloon in the other. Trouble's a brewin'. | |
| Easy with the fingers and don't forget to mind the stepchildren. | |
| Guess we know where she got that pearl necklace. | |
| Christ! Allie, you're making this way too easy. Cover those bottom teeth with your toungue if you don't mind. | |
| Jim and the oral fixation thing will be re-visited soon enough. Consider this pic a teaser. | |
| Izzy has total control over projectile vomiting. | |
| A Mexican blow pop. | |
| You don't have to make love to it Jim. The latex must remind him of a long, lost girlfriend. | |
| The next MADD poster. | |
| Fred's lookin' pretty sloshed. Izzy is in fine form and Allie? She's lookin' for somebody to put somethin' in her mouth. | |