Yesterday a degenerate discovered this blog. This I know from one search criterion that showed up in the blog stats. No, I shall not mention what he was looking for, as that would only encourage more of his type to visit. Suffice to say that a verb, two adjectives, and a noun, more than adequately paint a word picture of the man which repulses.
I would like to think that at some point someone will beat him to a pulp.
Probably his brother-in-law. Ick poo.
For all my perversions, I am never-the-less a decent and normal man. There are tendencies which I can not condone or have any sympathy for.
Ick poo.
Years ago I made the claim that somewhere in the list of results for any internet search there will be both kittens and naked women. That probably holds true still. You looked for an Orthodox rabbi opinionating on a hard passage in Meseches Kinim? Congratulations! You found a naked woman holding a kitten! Plus a discarded kippah!
It's the Gra with a bra!
Something about DNA structures? Well, you will be informed that every nucleotide (the category of molecules that make up DNA) must contain a phosphate group, a sugar group and a nitrogen base, which can be adenine (A), cytosine (C), guanine (G), thymine (T), a naked woman (F), and kittens (K)!
The recipe for meunière sauce? That's brown butter, chopped parsley, and lemon, cooked by a naked woman while the kitten hungrily eyes the dredged fish. The naked woman is essential!
And kittens feel so nice.
Trust me.
One the other hand, the internet is also a wonderful thing. One friend describes his brisket from three thousand miles away, and another forwards a clip from a South Indian movie in which butch oiled tan men wearing speedos fight each other in a gym, and twitch their pectoral muscles and dashing mustachios threateningly. Dang, they're so masculine!
It's either the gayest thing I have ever seen, or the most macho.
I cannot keep my eyes off those hard muscles.
And then there's this.
MUFFIN
[SOURCE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uwHRk-XkdKY&feature=youtu.be.]
Gluten!
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