Exactly. There is no point! That's why you put out feelers for one who doesn't mind being felt up. They exist. Seriously. They do.
THAT's TERRIBLE:
(Just like your bald spot. Want the number of a good wig store?)
Or does it? We get so confused sometimes. So many rules these days, you know?
THAT's Not-So-TERRIBLE:
(but your constant craving for attention IS. Weren't you hugged as a child?)
Rihanna is getting weirder-looking (Drunken Stepfather)
Normy has a guy's name, but all girl parts (FreakShow Planet)
Five Future Stars of Super Bowl XLV (Bullz-Eye)
Lupe Fuentes... Little...Latina...Lickable (Dailyniner)
Jana Cova has her hands in her pants. Lucky pants. (z0d)
I'M SORRY:
(Sorry that your temper, attitude and disposition make you unfit to hold any other job except 'house boy')
Well, half-empty because of the snow, not because they suck... that's debatable.
Wonder no more, friends, because thanks to Mike, we have video of such an event.
Enough of that tame shit, mang... here's the funbags!
Why, you get THIS. Plain and simple.
...because we'd get the same answer...and the same video. It's called Big Wet Tits 9... classy, right?
...and that, as they say, is the way the cookie crumbles... Now go have a good cry and drink yourself unconscious
We're on FourSquare...talking about all the cool shit we do... or wish we did
FOUNDRYNEWS is online, so we can do the blogging thing
Follow us on Twitter, or we'll send wolves to your house to gnaw at your privates
be our friend on Facebook, or we'll send AIDS-infested gerbils through your vents to bite you while you sleep
We've been on MYSPACE since the dawn of time. It was cavemen...and us...and Dane Cook.
We're also on POSTEROUS, so read that shit.
We also have a spot on this thing called NING, and that rhymes. Go us.
FRIEND FEED also has a spot for FoundryMusic... because we're in desperate need of friends.
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