Girl.A and Bucky Four Eyes, my two new best friends, are Jerri Blank fans much like myself. That is so hot. I want to shove something in their cans. I love you guys. I'll share my glint with you ANYDAY.

Greeks are just jews without money.

You don’t wanna beat me OR screw me? What kind of marriage is this?

What’s up Susie? Nice camel toe.

Well I guess I learned one thing. Never talk about your marijuana exploits in front of an undercover cop.

I like the pole AND the hole.

Condoms are for cowards! Who’s with me?

I was Diabetic for a while, till I kicked it.

Safe sex?! Get out of the kiddie pool and take a dip in the Danger Zone!

Man, you people are old! I bet you could dry beef down there.

Pee on me!

God, I’m really in a K-hole.

I remember this was this one song about this Welcome Table. And people liked to sit... at… it.

You know, I cried when I had no shoes, until I met a man who had no feet. Then I laughed… really hard.

I’d like to root in HER cellar. Umph!

Haha, look! I sprayed the guy in the wheelchair with my grape sodie!

Buddha Stalin’s chronic.

I’m not an Indian! It’s just a coincidence that I have a love of gambling and booze and have a knack for catching syphilis.

Ugh, I haven’t had a night like that since… last night.

Befriending new people can lead to having sex with your children, accidentally.

It makes me damp as a cellar down there. All mildewy. Enter if you dare.

I got on Indian underwear; it’s creeping up the trail.

Take a hike, Bubbles. Here comes my old lady.

The violent make passionate lovers.

I see a carnival of colors! I see grays and browns and… grays!

Keep your sausage links off my flowers.

The money goes for a good cause: a drug rehabila… a mind control cult. We take your babies.

I did things I wouldn’t force on a mule, and that includes things I forced on a mule.

Jesus H. Jip!

Cancer. That’s hilarious!

How many of you want to wake up in a public bathroom lying a pool of what you hope is your own filth?

I ordered the Vice channel; pretty good movies. They cut out the money shots, but you can still see a lot of pink.

CLEARLY, she’s retarded.

Happy St. Arbor’s Day, little ficus. It’s not a legal holiday, but neither are most of the Jew ones.

She’s going through menopause with a hint of epilepsy.

Damn, my muscles are as tight as a Hebrew’s wallet!

When you work from your home
And johns call on the phone
You're a call girl.
When you walk til you limp
And give a cut to a pimp
You're a street whore.
When they're beggin' you ‘please’
To get down on your knees
Near their groinage,
Excusa me,
But you see,
Don't you touch
Where they pee
Without coinage.
When I straddle and squat
To show you my twat...

I am a HUGE Jerri Blank fan. HUGE. I even went as her for Halloween. NO one had any idea who I was. Oh well. FUCK them, right?

Spoonie! I love you!
***May all your showers be golden***
Maybe it's time to stop not doing what you pretended you can do and can't, and start doing the thing that you can't do, but can no longer pretend that you can.

It was a cold and whispery November. I had been drinking all day and I was thrown from a horse. I had to have a lamenectamy. You all know the size of a king size sheet right? Well imagine scrambling down the hall in one of those after a buddha skag or a snort of horse.

Strangers with Candy soundfiles, links and wallpaper
Spoonie. . .Girl.A. . .will you be my bitches?

Oh, the Blankisms I'd love to spout with you. Must wait until morning. Must now mate in jacuzzi.

Sign me,

Kimberly Timbers
It's true. The violent do make passionate lovers. Until the knives come out. Then it gets a little scary.
Sure I'll be your bitch, Kimmie Timbers you gay retard.
You make me laugh Spoonyhead.
Oh my god, Strangers With Candy is my FAVORITE show. Best quote that went unmentioned: I'm as moist as a snack cake down there.

Gawwwd Daaamit!! I love "Strangers with Candy." It's exciting to see other people do too.
Babies don't cost money, babies make money. It's worth about $75,000, twice that if the eyes stay blue.
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