Posts filed under 'Nonsense'

something inbetween

hey.

sorry for not posting any photos in february… BUT my filmscanner died in a tragic accident and i don't like months with less than 30 days anyway. the filmscanner now is replaced so it's just a matter of time (most likely weeks) till i'm submitting new stuff. i do have rolls to scan, so…

and here's the best of search keywords through which people come to my little home:

  • unzipped pants
  • sick sluts
  • photos of handicapped people
  • sexy background
  • gangbang

and finally my favorite… "handicapped naked"

in case you're totally funky… here are some pictures of my temporary workplace, which stole nearly 3 months of my life. ha.

anna, trying to be bossy 

9 comments March 5th, 2007

fußballschlampe

= soccerbitch

this was enlightening. because this is the end of television as you know it. this could mean the end of us all! and i'm dead serious… i mean, look at that shot below. the first you'll probably notice is the small flimsy bikini top. she almost got 4 (FOUR) tits due to that piece. further than that you may realise it's a tv-quiz associated to the german word "fußball" which means soccer. the thing is that if you knew a word that begins with "fußball" you could call and COULD win a decent amount of money.

fussballschlampe

now come the details and therefore the interesting part…

  • there's sun cream
  • there's a trampolin (!)
  • there's a lobster 

i guess you can figure something out about the sun cream and the trampolin but what about the lobster? yeah, he was forced to watch all that bullshit. that creaming boobs and boobs jumping up & down…

i got my word that was gonna win € 9,420 and within a phase of pure naivety i gave it a try… thrice. but i didn't get the chance to tell her my personal favorite: fußballschlampe.

ps: her name is cheyenne, in case you might wanna know… and cheyenne likes to undress. on a trampolin. nothing more to say.

6 comments August 15th, 2006

my fear of mustard and pickles ruined my life

yeah it did. and it will ruin yours too. believe me.

on some other note: never ever use a sunblocker or some similar unnecessary yuppie-modern-age-thing!

peeling off your skin after having been burnt by the sun can be so much fun. much more than a full can of beans landing on the forehead of an old lady. knocking her out of course.

tip of the day: take a shower. stay in there for at least half an hour. and don’t get confused if your fingers shrivel like raisins. that’s just perfect. a little ribble-dibble and your skin will literally fall off of you. isn’t that great?

i know this is not the best start for a blog but you should see it this way: could it get any worse?

7 comments July 24th, 2006