Hanna Montana blew me backstage, and I jizzed on her Billy Ray Cyrus T-shirt

It's not a compound

Pretty good remix of an interview with some of those wack-tards in that Texas polygamist cult.

Smell yo dick

It's not everyday that Gizmodo of all places points to some funny ass ignorant shit. This is on par with Khia's "My Neck, My Back":



Just for reference, here's "My Neck, My Back" if you ain't seen it:

That's what she said

That's what she said compilation:

One Fucking Year!

Would you believe this nonsense has gone on for a year today. I believe we have properly pissed all over this blog at a decent rhythm. The streams of piss were golden and warm, as reported by everyone's mothers.

...and with that, I'm gonna just phone it in with more pics found 'cross da intertubes: (no epic post a la iPhone/Vista/Exchange07 for the children) (mostly FAIL pics too as a nod to the epic post lazy)

Tentacle Relief