Labels: Josh Delcore

1:59 PM :: ::

Dragffys :: permalink

1: All I have to say about that is "asphinctersayswhat".
2: What?
1: Exactly.

2:12 PM :: 2 comments ::

Crmk :: permalink

I know what you're thinking. "Did he fire six shots or only five?" Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kind of lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself a question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?

3:08 PM :: 2 comments ::

Lacsivort :: permalink

1: Who's that there?
2: I don't know... Must be a king...
1: Why?
2: He hasn't got shit all over him.

1:52 PM :: 6 comments ::

Crmk :: permalink

Stand back boy! This calls for some divine intervention!

(...)

I kick ass for the Lord!

11:54 AM :: 1 comments ::

Lacsivort :: permalink

1- There's a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. It would be a pity to damage yours.

2- In a few minutes, the man in black will come running around the bend. As soon as his "Head" is in view HIT IT WITH THE ROCK!

3- Hello. My name is _____ ______ . You killed my father. Prepare to die.

12:07 PM :: 3 comments ::

Crmk :: permalink

Do you like Phil Collins? I've been a big Genesis fan ever since the release of their 1980 album, Duke. Before that, I really didn't understand any of their work. Too artsy, too intellectual. It was on Duke where, uh, Phil Collins' presence became more apparent. I think Invisible Touch was the group's undisputed masterpiece. It's an epic meditation on intangibility. At the same time, it deepens and enriches the meaning of the preceding three albums.

7:58 AM :: 3 comments ::

Crmk :: permalink

I have come here to kick ass and chew some bubblegum... And I'm all out of bubblegum.

4:14 PM :: 1 comments ::

Lacsivort :: permalink