Showing posts with label gross stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gross stuff. Show all posts

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Young Human

That is a very delicious-looking butt-sausage you have ejected. Would you mind letting me have it. I really am in need of a snack. Oh, it is very pungent.


Much Obliged to Bleeding Brains

Monday, July 16, 2012

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Nazi Miracle

Nella was 4th generation Third Reich. At age 19, she began to experience oozings of a white viscous liquid from between her toes. This unguent when applied to the forehead, caused the person to manifest the Nazi mindset; in fact, it was reported that once the substance was absorbed, the person invariably stood and gave the Nazi salute. 


As Nella matured, the flow of this liquid became more and more pronounced until the young woman was producing gallons of the stuff daily. She was co-opted by the local secret Nazi underground, and a grand plan was built around the phenomenonal material. 


Here she is seen attended by her SS lady-in-waiting during one of her daily harvesting sessions.


Many Thanks to Moth Milk

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Monday, January 30, 2012

You Like My Bedroom Eyes, Faranji?

Will you be shocked at how lackadaisical my potty-wash habit is?


Courtesy of Trash

Now, Let Us See, Western Devil

How shall we end your pathetic life? Shall we make you eat Egg Foo Yong laced with glass? Or should we give you a sulfuric acid enema? Or, yes, this will be good? We will shave your testicles and dye them orange, and insert them through a slot in a serving plate. Then we will allow a maiden, starved for days, to have access. The resemblance to kumquats will be so real to her desperate mind, that she will tear them from the plate and eat them without bothering to peel them. Lucky for you, Gaijin.


Via No, You Shut Up

Habibi, He Is Arrived!

A Lebanese boy announces an appearance of the Prolapsed Uterus Fairy. It will mean extra pounds for the family because his grandmother has placed the organ under her pillow.


Much Obliged to No, You Shut Up

Now You Have Made Baaltor Mad

Run like hell!


Grazie a Trash

Sunday, January 22, 2012

For Charity

Hello, Sir. The Sisters of Jayne Mansfield are selling broasted hogsheads for their ministry to underdeveloped Manchester teens. Would you care to purchase one for a contribution? 


Grazie a Sloth Unleashed

Friday, January 20, 2012

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Friday, January 6, 2012

A Rare Case Where A Literal Reading Applies

Spaten-Brau, a Munich lager sold only at the DeutscheGarten beer hall, could be interpreted as "spat-in brau", because before serving, the beermaids contribute a measure of their sputum to each stein.


Via Atompunk