Can you imagine the smell of that pompom wristband?
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
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11 comments:
that's not a rainbow pompom wristband, it's a jamaican/rasta pompom wristband.
get it right.
And it's not pom-pom, its pom-pon. But English speakers have been screwing that one up for so long that pom-pom is now accepted usage.
I think you pretty much got it right, however.
White Rastas bum me out.
What does that even mean?
Get your fist in... where?
Speaking of washing, somehow I think that dude hasn't participated in that particular activity for...oh, I don't know. A year? Two?
Do these people really exist?
They seem like caricatures of themselves.
@kdub: fist in VAGINA, duh
buttaface for reals.
By the way he's grabbing onto her, you can tell she bailed once the flash faded. But I'm sure she fisted someone much better looking!
Oh. My. God.
I know that guy... I went to school with him. His name is Sean.
He's exactly like that picture would have you believe. But he always had weed. Surprise surprise, huh? This made my day.
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