Sometimes people at work send me some fairly dreadful pictures. And sometimes I make them worse. Here, for your education, edification, and most probably consternation:
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
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Being the ramblings of a drunk young man with an unnatural appetite for zombie-related tat.
7 comments:
Yestoofar. Far. Yes. The too is far. Much far too the yes is. Un-Fuh. Tuh. Guh --
OH GOD WHY?!
I wonder if this gets me banned in Dubai. Fuck knows, I've been trying.
I should be so lucky.
Yuck.
It would seem that no-one finds this as funny as I do. A shame, considering that this is merely part one of a series.
Dave, dear, really. It's a naked man covered in what I can only hope is some sort of whipped cream, being anally raped by an enormous Great Dane.
We do have some standards, even in the Land of The Great Satan.
It's all that, dressed up in the trappings of early nineties videogames. That, to me, is the very essence of hilarity.
I would like to register my disgust. This image is at too low a resolution to be my new desktop background.
yours tersely,
Affronted, Cambridge.
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