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And, sticking with the decent commercial theme, we have another successful ad. The theme here? Fun. And lots of it. With Creme. And half naked men and women. Ok, so the women look better than the men. But, yeah, fun is the theme.
Until Bruce Willis comes along with his camp doubting ways. You don’t like whipped creme? No bikini clad ladies for you then my friend. Get out. On your bike. I guess you’ll have to stick to ‘natural’ creme. Loser.
They may look cute to the likes of you and me, but it’s all about the presentation and the subtle enforcement of perception – get that wrong and you have FAIL! on your hands!
Self-shooting in the bedroom is always fraught with difficulties, next time you are looking for the right angle to convey your hawtness i’d suggest you check there isn’t a mirror in the background giving it all away…
…..But, in this case, they will also be getting extremely wet, or, if they dont have breathing apparatus – Dying! The world has changed recently – We can’t mock blacks, Jews, and Mexicans anymore, but fortunately, we still have fat people!
So there you are, fat people are now the only objects of our hate left, well, maybe if Fox news has their way, pretty soon we’ll be able to openly kill Muslims on the street and claim self-defence. I can hardly wait! But anyway….back to the fatty on a submarine, submerging FAST!
Lets face it, pranking a chick is up there with fast & violent foriegn objects making contact with your nuts, it never fails to draw you in to see just how far the pleasure (or pain) envelope can be pushed!
This might be a mean trick to play on someone but it’s better finding this in your bed than a decapitated horse’s head.
What he should’ve done is drag a stinking drunken tramp off the street in to the house and told him to get in the bed. We can but dream!
Oh God, someone plz rip out my eyes with a blunt wooden stake and feed me to the wolves, Twilight is back in town…….But WAIT!
Now this is more like it. I’d be screaming my throat dry & weeping profusely from maddening lust if this was what the Twilight movies were like: Sweet-ass chicks making out in their underwear.
Robert Pattinson, go suck a sparkly dick!
No doubt you have so much talent you’re overwhelmed by it, leaving you an inert slob stagnating in front of a computer screen. Well it’s time to stand proud and show the world the creative slob you really are.
If you can juggle rice while playing the banjo with your teeth, the world needs to see it. It’s imperative to everybody’s well being, especially yours.
So do your thing, record it and send it in. Unlike your physical health, don’t let your talents go to waste.
Now this is the sort of sport I could really get into, I don’t want to see grown men kicking an evolved pig’s bladder about a field while they dive and prance about like a bunch of ballerinas.
Who gives a sh#t? I want to see gorgeous women shaking their soccer balls. Goal!
