foto bugil

foto jenny cortez #1: apa pendapat Anda kalau lihat foto seperti ini? pornokah? atau seni?

Saya beberapa hari terakhir ini penasaran sekali dengan blog saya. Kok kata kunci yang dicari di blog saya ini malah kata kunci berikut ini: “foto hot jenny cortez“, “jenny cortez hot“, “foto bugil jenny cortez“, “foto jenny cortez vulgar“, “jenny cortez bugil“, “foto jenny cortez telanjang“, “jenny cortez“, dan lainnya.

Kata kunci tersebut sempat bertengger di kata kunci teratas di blog saya. Padahal, setelah saya cari-cari, saya belum pernah posting soal foto jenny cortez ini. Nah, akhirnya karena ingin tahu, seberapa fulgar sih foto jenny ini, saya coba cari di internet, dan ketemulah foto-foto hot itu di situs entertaint kapanlagi.com. Ini foto-fotonya, silahkan dicermati. Apakah ini vulgar, seronok, atau mengandung pornografi? Silahkan, Anda sendiri yang menjawabnya ya?

Hati-hati juga para blogger, Menteri KOMINFO yang baru, Tifatul Sembiring, sepertinya sudah mulai unjuk gigi. Ustadz satu ini mau otak-otak internet. Katanya sih yang berbau SARA dan Porno. Tapi, kita lihat sajalah. Kebebasan informasi dan kebebasan berekspresi, serta kebebasan berpendapat sepertinya bakal dibungkam!

Kalau pendapat saya sih, “Kiyai kok ngatur teknologi! Amburadul pasti hasilnya!”. Apa pendapat Anda? –Abah–

foto jenny cortez #2: kalau ini adalah foto berbau pornografi, bakal di bredel itu kapanlagi.com!

foto jenny cortez #3: apa jangan-jangan, kapanlagi.com yang cari sensasi buat publisitasnya?

foto jenny cortez #4: atau jenny corteznya yang mau cari publisitas melalui 'bad news is good news'???

foto jenny cortez #5: atau jangan-jangan sudah ada konspirasi antara model dan fotografernya plus didukung situs yg mempublikasikannya?

foto jenny cortez #6: yah, kita lihat saja apa yang akan dilakukan jenny marliza. apa dia mau press conference trus klarifikasi? atau diam saja untuk dimanfaatkannya dengan baik?

foto jenny cortez #7: jika dilihat semua foto sepertinya memang hak cipta dan milik kapanlagi.com deh! apa ya kira-kira maksud dibalik ini?

A tribute to plates with butt-centric themes or the wonderful use of the word “ass”

Half Ass – Very clever.

Referred to as the “Ass” series license plates.

Not sure who exactly Ms. Poo is, but maybe she is related to Winnie the Pooh?

So, we are pretty sure this person loves someone by the name like Angela Nicole Loweman — but we get a kick out of it anyways!

Ce-ar fi ca oamenii sa-si vada in pula mea de viata lor si sa ii lase pe ceilalti sa si-o futa cum vor? Ce-ar fi sa nu se mai creada toti “smecherii pulii” si sa mai verifice din cand in cand daca nu cumva cacatul lor pute mai rau decat al altora? Ce-ar fi daca nu si-ar mai da cu parerea toti pulifricii atunci cand nu e cazu’/nu inteleg despre ce e vorba/nu au cunostintele necesare pentru a critica un lucru din punct de vedere al compozitiei si modului de exprimare?

Eu stiu un lucru: cand nu iti place un cacat, nu il mananci. Cand nu iti place o masina, nu o conduci. Cand iti vine sa te pisi, nu te caci ca dobitocu’ pt ca asa crezi tu ca e bine, cul, ne-penal,etc! Si cand nu iti place o persoana, sau ce face persoana respectiva, o ignori.  Chiar daca tu ai enspe mii de argumente contra ei, chiar daca esti tu mie-n suta sigur/a ca ai dreptate, chiar daca te crezi pula universului, O LASI IN MORTII EI IN PACE. Nu incerci sa o futi la cap cu ideile tale, nu incerci sa o convingi ca e rau cum este, sau ca e penibil ce face.

De ce?

Pentru ca fiecare om are dreptul sa fie cum doreste, sa faca ce doreste. Atat timp cat tie nu ti-a facut nimic rau, nu trebuie sa te zgandare pe tine in cur. Ai o viata, ocupa-te de ea. Dar retine: DOAR DE A TA!

Ar fi de dorit ca pe unii sa nu ii mai futa la cerebel cum si ce scriu eu. Ca scriu vugar,ca nu asa vorbeste o femeie,  ca scriu despre subiecte tabu, ca nu e funny, ca e penal, ca pizda-n cur.

E trebusoara mea, mea, mea si numai a mea. Nu va place, marsh de pe pagina asta. Cautati bloguri de pizde care scriu despre dulcegarii, despre cum viseaza ele ca-s futute in timp ce luna le lumineaza gaura curului, sau despre cum li s-a rupt lor unghiuta falsa cu cristale Swarovski. Is fara numar d-astea pe internet.

Daca totusi sunteti masochisti, si n-aveti toate sinapsele intre neuroni, vedeti ca joi e zi de schimbat capete la abator. Sunt de porc ele, da’ decat nimic, mai bine asa.

E prima si singura data cand atac subiectul asta. Nu am nevoie de nervi in plus, am deja destui in viata de zi cu zi ca sa mai adaug si unii virtuali.  Sper ca m-am facut inteleasa. Daca nu, pierderea domniilor voastre. Un mic sfat: Stiti ca nu aveti 9 vieti ca pisicile, nu o irositi p-aia de o aveti barfind si criticand precum babele, seara, la portita. Mai bine faceti ceva productiv. Gen duceti-va cu viteza maxima admisa spre pula mea.

Si acum, ma duc sa trag niste Dunhill, pentru relaxare.

Sanatate si frigidere caaaaat mai pline de…carne!

Easily the best thing I’ve seen online all week, maybe all month! Further proving Jason Segel might be the coolest guy that ever lived. Watch him preform an original song with The Swell Season below:

When I get ready to go to an amusment park these days, I have everything I need in a bag, with special accessories. a few snacks and lots of water.  Too bad I can’t pack what I had as a little kid.  It isn’t the same thrill as it was back then.  I used to get so hyped up on anticipation of “the best day of my life” that I dreamed would come in the morning.  I think I found the adult version of this same feeling…  It’s Sweet Melissa.

I’m not going to have to wait in line, no ticket and I get to ride over and over.  The thrill is back and NO, I coulnd’t sleep last night.  She invited me to her office today by asking me while I had quickly thrown her on my bed, fully clothed and hoped ontop of her for a little kiss and choke.  We didn’t have time, as we never have, to do more than make out.  I’m sick of this teasing, I want her body now.  I was scared at first and would run away, and she would chase… Now it has reversed, but I wont be so coy and let her run away from me.  I will go into her office, trying to play it cool in case she has clients, and trying to not fall to my knees begging or eatting.  She told me to wear my black and cream 40’s style secretary dress and red heels to match the red lipstick she requested.  “Bring a ruler” she said before she left my room last night.  She smiled back at me with her sexy impish smile, hidden a little bit by her blond hair  falling in her face.  She brushed it back and grabed me for a kiss with her perfectly plump lips that I want to mold into a sex toy and sell for millions.  She is so fucking sexy, I don’t doubt everyone wants to bed her.

I packed my bag with the necsessities, like a dildo, some KY jelly (for some body slime fun), and a camera and tri-pod.   Everythign needed for my adult theme park adventure.  More of the excitement is not knowing if she is going to take charge or am I.  I will sharpen her pencils, type up her memos or answer phones… or get on my hands and knees for her…  what ever she asks.  If she asks nothing, I am going to grab her by her hair and force her to her knees.  I am going to dominate her like she has never been.  She will love to be forced into submission to me and we will make love with each other in a vulgar and “Sweet Melissa” way.  Then I will make out with her pussy, sucking on her clit and eat her ass in between the spanks.

Oh. Sweet Melissa I can’t wait to go on your ride.  Just 2 more hours.  Getting ready now. 

I will have some pics to add to my other blog for you readers to see.  Gotta be a little sweeter on this blog.

Okay email me and I’ll send you a link to the other blog with the pics.  Sorry, but I can’t send to those that can cause problems for me.

BBH have brought out their advertising guns once more,

Tango being their latest client to do this for.

Campaign explains it in further detail, but the target market are said to be 17 to 25 year old males and I am one of them! This has certainly raised a few eyebrows due to the seemingly obscene nature of the ads or rather the copy. One, some say implys about giving oral sex to a bull…despite saying about a bull’s udder and they don’t even have any.

But in my opinion, I think it does fit quite well in the target market, as we are occasionally a little vulgar, immature, and love having fun. It may not be to everyone’s taste, but in the theory that is is all about getting a message across to a certain set of people, I think it works. And most probably these complaints about them have come from somewhere where there is too much time spare…can I have some please.

Cool and funky black sheep advertising.

I am a black sheep too! Can I come into the pen?

x

I won’t start this blog off by not saying I didn’t steal shit, cause those of you that know me, know I stole a ton of shit. But with that being said I never stole shit from people that I knew and even if I did, when they called me out on it, I gave it back….so riddle me FUCKING this…

I let this girl borrow a something of mine, it was no big deal at the time we were talking, she needed it, I was trying to show her I’m a good guy; so seemed liked the nice thing to do. Soon enough we stopped talking for no good reason but thats a whole other fucking story. And when I ask for my shit back I get no response. Hmm ok w/e I’ll give her a week to cool down maybe the bitch (i don’t normally call women bitches, I’m Italian my tongue has been burned for using that word) was upset with me about something. It’s been 3 weeks and I’ve messaged her once during that time saying I’d pay for the shipping cause obviously she’s too broke to pay for it cause she had to borrow my fucking shit. NO FUCKING RESPONSE. It’s not like I’m getting pissed over some cheap shit, this shit cost me 150 fucking dollars. What the FUCK! I can’t believe this motherfucker stole my fucking shit.

To all the motherfuckers out there who fucking steal shit…GO FUCK YOURSELF. You are nothing but worthless piles of horse shit. Go look at your ugly face in the mirror and ask yourself why you are so worthless. You take shit from friends, family and loved ones..for what? You don’t pawn that shit bitch, you fucking keep it for your damn self. You don’t even fucking make money on it cause you take expensive shit like iPods and laptops at parties cause your too fucking poor to afford it yourself. Why don’t you join the rest of fucking society and go get yourself a god damn job, and if you ur shitty ass never graduated from HS, go get a fucking job at Mickey Ds. And when you soon realize 7.50 an hour isn’t getting you an iPod be a nazi motherfucker and go get a job at the BK. Yes clusterfuck you can work TWO jobs you god damn stealing son of a bitch. I hope you rot in FUCKING hell, all of you, I hope you FUCKING burn. Don’t steal my shit! And to the chick that stole my fucking shit…GO FUCK YOURSELF you’re by far the most worthless out of all the people this blog is mentioning! I was fucking nice to you asshole you just fit the stereotype of a fucking bitch! Motherfuckers who steal shit…FUGGEDABOUTIT!!!

I really want to make a book. Maybe a memoir (though, I’m not quite old enough yet). I want to make a book that talks about the State: how it initiates its power and then simultaneously maintains itself – basically summarizing its methods – and its efficiency/inefficiency. Then a part of the book would be about The Alternative. Which, is basically pretty obvious (anarchism).

Maybe an existentialist book, also. Stuff like that.

So I found a website called Wordclay, which allows you to publish your own books.

Anyway, apparently there still hasn’t exactly been service group. Though I guess there was an improvised service group today. Abe was there, and we were both assigned to work on the same canned food drive poster, which was pretty awesome. Well, did my best to get close to him! Very inconspicuously.

We were laying on the floor, and his legs were under a seat, so I put my legs in there, and rolled around a bit, feeling him against my back. Apparently, he didn’t notice.

When we were leaving school, he yelled out my name and said bye to me when we split ways and I was already halfway home. Which made me feel good. It makes me feel like a friend.

Apparently Fer-fer knows about my bisexuality, or thinks I’m homosexual, and knows what my feelings may be towards Abe, but he never really brings it up. Today I found out this because I said I was part of the Geography Club, referencing the book by the same name.

But, on Thursday, I had Cross Country. What had surprised me for the most part was the fact that, well, there were only four people present. The rest of them I buried alive so that I would be the best runner! No, really, I have no idea what happened. It’s as though some mass amnesia that there was Cross Country had happened where only a few were saved.

It was quite fucked up, since it felt way too peaceful.

Anyway, apparently the coach wanted us to drop unconscious, and, thinking that punching us a bloody nose in the face was too conspicuous, he decided to run laps for 20 minutes. Because I am pretty fast – or just because the coach wanted to push us further – I ran quite a lot of laps on that time, non-stop.

Not even to scratch my pubes.

And guess what? I saw these two girls from the wack sucky annoying stupid-ass afterschool I had to go to so my mom could keep me busy and she didn’t have to worry about my horrible presence and civil disobedience when she tells me to get off the computer. And when I was running, out loud, they said the following.

Girl1: “I want to fuck you!”

Girl2: “If you were homework, I would do all you all night!”

They noticed they were saying these things in front of my coach and quickly withdrew the comments, like the S.B. (Smart B*tches) they were. Though more like S.O.F. (Slow Obscene Females).

Thought I felt a surge of power and prowess when they said that and some images flashed, I would never go out with an obnoxious girl that shouts obscene things out loud. Shouting, shouting; shouting, shouting. You wanna fuck me? Well,

Srsly.

Seriously – they could’ve just whispered it in my ear or something.

But, hey, that’s how it happened.

In the laps, I felt a resurgence of strength also, not because of the girls, no, but it seems after I finished the more difficult maps my legs started adjusting. They felt just a bit hot and numb and less strained. So, I think I’ve built my legs up a bit already.

Abe is so kawaii. Too bad we likely won’t be romantic friends. But, we’re friends.

I also read the memoir I’ve been working on at Writing Workshop in class – out loud, and it was supposed to be recorded, but my memoir was too hilarious (being about having a phobia of taking a crap) that the audience could not stifle their laughter, so they had perturbed the recording.

This weekend, I’m going to have to finish all of my applications for HS admissions. I hate this whole process, because as a procrastinator, I’m not good with deadlines. Now I shall post the relevant pictures, like I always do:

Adoro besteiras, e felismente achei uma ótima fonte

Dizem que ser adolescente é foda. Mas…. tentar trabalhar com adolescente é uma foda de dois gigantes transando por toda a eternidade. Ontem tive a (in)felicidade de ver a querida absoluta cantora Teen Stephany no programa tão bom quanto Esquadrão da Moda.

A participante não entendeu nada sobre o que era o programa, esbanjou uma auto estima própria de quem está se achando a celebridade do milênio e ainda queria discutir moda com os paoresentadores, achando que ia atingí-los com frases como: “eu não usaria essa roupa sua”, claro que não, seu estilo é ser brega, seu ganha pão é chamar atenção com músicas toscas e roupas vulgares, os paresentadores só estavam tentando encontrar um estilo vulgar pra ela. Mas deve ter sido difícil entender, afianal ela não é de Áries ela é do Piauí, nada contra o Piauí, até acho que ela mancha a imagem e além do mais a frase foi dela, frase solta sem pensar, como tudo que ela faz.

Mas o que é Foda de verdade não são os adolescentes ou ter que trabalhar com adolescentes tipo a Stephany. O que é Foda mesmo são os sites feitos para adolescentes, nem todos é claro, somente para os acéfalos, o site de que falo é essa merda aqui http://papelpop.com/. Nosso blog é pra ser uma merda, um blog de besteiras, mas não consigo entender como alguém consegue fazer isso naturalmente, como o dono do papel pop, e claro, pra defender a Absoluta dos adolescentes ele tem que defendê-la, afinal papelpop é naturalmente uma merda. veja as defesas:

Não é à toa que um programa destes funciona muito melhor onde não há tanta diferença social e regional. Naquele “Esquadrão da Moda” especificamente, era como se a presunção e o esnobismo fashion do sudeste tentasse impor seus valores à dureza e à autenticidade nordestina.
* Não estou dizendo que todo o sudeste é como a dupla de apresentadores – que tem um integrante nordestino, por sinal – e todo o nordeste é como a Stefhany… Vocês entenderam, né? No começo da frase, eu disse “Naquele Esquadrão da Moda especificamente…”.
*No final do programa, o cabeleireiro que não conseguiu cortar o cabelo da Stefhany tentava entender por que ela era tão difícil. “Você é de Áries?”, perguntou. “Piauí”, respondeu Stefhany.

Genial!

Claro que não está dizendo: o que da a entender é: eu sou do Piauí, posso ser brega e vulgar. O triste é que foi dito por uma piauiense.

E mais, teve uma hora que ela mandou, ordenou, que parassem as filmagens pra ela consertar o que  disse:

“apresentador diz: você ja se imaginou vestindo uma roupa assim? absoluta: já. apresentador: e por que nunca te vi vestida assim?”

LindaAbsoluta: “corta a gravação” todos fazem cara de bocó. e eis que ela responde a pergunta do paresentador novamente: essa roupa é linda

Não sei se é esse o diálogo exato, por que não me lembro do programa direito e o youtube aqui ta ruim.

Até

Todos sabemos que Pantera es una banda excelente, con escuchar temas como “5 minutes alone” o “a new level” se me ponen los pelos de punta, muy prolijo el sonido.

Preguntando entre mis amigos, la mayoría me dice que el mejor CD de Pantera es “Vulgar display of power” y buscando en internet vi opiniones bastantes parecidas.

Yo hace poquitos días me compre el disco, aunque ya lo tenía en la PC, cuando me gusta, quiero tenerlo original.

Aquí se los dejo, aunque más adelante subiré la discografía de Pantera entera. Para los que no conocen, escuchen y opinen

1- Mouth For War
2- A New Level
3- Walk
4- Fucking Hostile
5- This Love
6- Rise
7- No Good (Attack The Radical)
8- Live In A Hole
9- Regular People (Conceit)
10- By Demons Be Driven
11- Hollow

Descargar (click aquí) (mediafire.com)

* Mirror 1 (hotfile.com)
* Mirror 2 (rapidshare.com)
* Mirror 3 (megashares.com)
* Mirror 4 (egoshare.com)
* Mirror 5 (share-online.biz)
* Mirror 6 (zshare.net)
* Mirror 7 (filefactory.com)
* Mirror 8 (megaupload.com)
* Mirror 9 (easy-share.com)

I was at band practice when it happened.

I was moving the hi-hat down to the field when I heard a familiar voice behind me. It was, hm, let’s call her Nicole. I don’t know her name, anyway. She’s obnoxious and uses vulgar language; that’s all you need to know for now. So she was doing impressions of people, I guess, and I heard this:

“I’m Minerva, the hot one!”

I furrowed my brow invisibly, masking my face with the gold of the hi-hat. And I silenced the swisting sound of the two layers hitting each other. I got all self-conscious. But I guess one of her friends made her stop when they saw that I, the apparently un-hot Minerva, was right in front of them, intently eavesdropping.

When you say that your parents are crazy, it means one thing. When your friends affirm that, you get offended.

When you adknowledge the fact that you aren’t good looking, it’s fine. When some random person agrees, you want to slap them across the face.

Não sei o que acontece…mas desde quando ser sexy é ser vulgar?!

Gostei APENAS do look de Grazi, e mesmo assim não foi aquela coisa LOUCA de tirar o fôlego, e fazer voce sonhar com a roupa, mas depois de vê os outros looks, vem a pergunta: ONDE QUEREMOS CHEGAR, BRASIL (sil sil sil)????

Segura…

Grazi Massafera, a mais sexy!

Ex-BBB Jaqueline Khury

Monique Evans e filha (oi???)

Ex-BBB

Ex-BBB (olha, o glamour!)

    São amigas até na cafonice… me emocionou!

Celulites, oi!?

Ex-BBB (eu gostei mezzo desse look)

Chanel? hahhahahahahahahha…

Babi Xavier

E é isso…super morro de preguiça de procurar nomes de ex BBB’s…não tenho nenhuma obrigação de saber os nomes, aliás, já acho MUITO eu saber que são ex! hahaha…E lembrando que Grazi tbm é uma ex…rs!

Força, Brasil!

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