When J.C. Whitney Catalogs Attack
Vegas Timeshare
Yeah. I own it. And no, the loose slots they advertised had nothing to do with gambling or hookers. In a related story, meet my new husband Johnnie Walker.
ACID FLASHBACK THURSDAY: Lounge Lizards Unite

cocaine and hookers beats amway sales meetings every time
Maybe the 70’s weren’t a complete waste of time after. Given the choice, I would take the Disco Stu/Larry the Lounge Lizard Monte Carlo over the middle management, I’m late for that widget convention at the airport Super 8 Malibu every single time. “Progress” can kiss my leopard print covered/Hai Karate scented ass.
No, it’s not because you could do hookers and blow (simultaneously) on that giant hood. Well, not ENTIRELY because of that.
The Devil in the Dark
As envisioned and performed by monsters
Captain’s log, stardate 3196.1, the USS Enterprise – xoxbox, under the command of Captain James T. Kirk, has been sent to the pergium mining colony on planet Janus VI. Kirk is hungover from that Orion slave girl orgy, so it’s on Spock to fix everything

I'm from the Federation and I'm here to help. Just like FEMA.

"NO KILL I"? Oh fuck that, Mr. Hobgoblin
Mama, I’m comin’ home

one of each please
Watch out for Lurlene, Jorge. She’ll kick your ass if you don’t stick to your own beer.
Seamus McCafferey’s: A place where everyone knows your name, if your name is Bunnahabhain
If you want my body, and you think I’m sexy
you’re a bigger idiot that we all thought.

Disco kills everything
1977 Oldsmobile Toronado
P.S. Your leisure suit is on fire, Tony Manero
Why Yes, They’re Real
Unfortunately.

Turd brown is no accident
Porsche suppository Panamera at Barrett Jackson 2010
Why yes, they’re real
i.e., no, it wasn’t some bad dream you can’t wake up from. What the fuck were they thinking?

"Puke" Green is not a coincidence

even the ass looks like ... ass






