Archive for December, 2009

I hear when Tiger crashed his Escalade (hollaaah) he was jamming to this masterpiece. He’s always coming home at five in the morning, with more lingering Armani Diamond perfume than a French whore. It’s only a matter of time before things caught up with him.

Allegedly, Elin has requested to smell Tiger’s 9 iron on multiple occasions. With the media attention he is getting two weeks after the issue surfaced, it seems Sportscenter wants a whiff too. Back off Hannah Storm; the PGA stud only goes for real blondes…

Imagine if this kid wrote your eighth grade history text book.

Probably not the sharpest tool in the shed, but the guys does run a 4.46 40 yard dash with the body of a samoan warrior.

Listen to his responses; his ability to read is being reviewed by the booth as we speak.

Gaines Adams (Gerald from Hey Arnold w/o afro)  doesn’t do much better.

The next up and coming rapper: RayWilliamJohnson
Pinchin a loaf out one end and spittin phat rhymes out the other. Don’t act like you don’t do it, bro. When dropping the kids off at the pool you might as well explore the creative space of the Can.
Shes either a double flusher or doesnt wipe. You decide.
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