Archive for the 'G Funk' Category
Proper post tomorrow. Summary of week. Went home last weekend and got the use of a million quid pad with heated pool. Bit of tennis, lots of lash. This week, work, sleep, burn dvd, work, sleep, burn dvd … Saw the Hulk. I liked it. A lot different to most of the summer blockbusters and […]
I used to like WWF. Before it became a pseudo porno/wife beating/X-treme homo thong-fest.
Before you mock me and say ‘ooh but it’s always been a staged thong-fest’ may I reminder you about the heroics of Hulk Hogan back in Wrestlemania I against Mr T. Yes the Mr. T. After this came the golden age of […]
New Porsche Carrera GT unveiled.
Bald Pussy.
Sonny’s favourite parlour game
Better than the P800? Shit yeah.
Spaek’n’Spel.
My worst nightmare
Be Still, My Bleeding Heart (warning possibly notsafeforwork)
If you had to dress up in a gimp suit and roll around with muscle-bound sweaty beefcakes while thousands of red-necks watched and cheered, how would you take it?
My wrestler […]
Shizzolator
Ask Jeeves? Ask motherfucking Snoop D O double-G
fo shizzle ma nizzle.
“fo shizzle ma nizzle” is a bastardization of “fo’ sheezy mah neezy” which is a bastardization of “for sure mah nigga” which is a bastdardization of “I concur with you whole heartedly my African american brother”
