Baby faced assassin

Góðar stelpur fara til himmna, vondar stelpur fara hvert sem þær vilja


miðvikudagur, ágúst 23, 2006

Elephant man

Í dag lít ég út eins og fílamaðurinn, er alveg stokkbólgin á vinstri kjálka. Vann svo eins og brjálæðingur við að klára að bera út Ikea bæklinginn og nú er ég búin á því, en þarf að fara að vinna í kvöld. Á morgun fer eg til tannsa og fæ pensílín (og get varla beðið þangað til).

þriðjudagur, ágúst 22, 2006

Hræðileg helgi

Helgin mín var svona nokkuð góð framan af. Var að vinna á föstudaginn. Fór svo á flæking á laugardaginn fór upp í Landsbanka að horfa á Benny´s Crespo´s gang. Hitti svo mömmu mína á kaffihúsi, við skruppum svo í nokkur gallery og í tólf tóna (ég held að mamma fíli 12 tóna í botn núna, og hún fílar líka að mamma mín er uber svöl sko). Svo skruppum við í Hafnarhúsið og skoðuðum myndlistasýningu (meðal annars á verkum Erró sem við vorum sammála um að væri ofsalega ofmetinn). Svo kíktum við á ljósmyndasafn Reykjavíkur á sýninguna hans Andrésar Kolbeinssonar (sem ég var reyndar búin að sjá áður) og í Borgarskjalasafnið. Því miður var foxý rauðhærði gaurinn að vinna. Svo fór mamma og ég skrapp á Dr. Mister and Mr. Handsome og eftir það ætlaði ég að horfa á Eyþór meðleigjanda dj a en var að drepast í munninum svo ég fór heim. Ég hélt að þetta væri endajaxlinn sem væri að angra mig og tók einhverjar 8 paratabs og drakk tvo bjóra. Fór svo heim og horfði á flugveldasýninguna á svölunum hjá mér í góðu útsýni. Svo reyndi ég að fara að sofa en ekkert gékk og ég vakti alla nóttina. Tók svo einhverja fjórar paratabs á sunnudeginum og var alveg rosalega ónýt, var að reyna að skrifa niður hugmyndir fyrir teiknimyndasögur en hausinn á mér var alveg tómur. Sofnaði svo loksins klukkan 21 á sunnudagskvöldið og svaf vært fram á morgun. Í gær fékk ég neyðartíma hjá tannsa og hann sagði mér að þetta væri ekki endajaxlinn heldur þyrfti að rótfylla eina tönn svo hann pantaði tíma fyrir mig hjá rótfyllingarsérfræðingi og sá tími er í fokkings nóvember (þeir ætla samt að reyna að ýta þessu svo ég komist fyrr).

Á morgun þarf ég svo að bera út Ikea bæklinginn í vinnunni og get svo setið slefandi yfir þessu þegar ég kem heim.

fimmtudagur, ágúst 17, 2006

Ja hérna

Ég bað fólk á einu spjallsvæði sem ég heimsæki reglulega að segja mér klúrar limmrur (því ég þarf að nota nokkrar í teiknimyndasögur)

Og ég fékk þetta

There once was a man from Nantucket
Whose dick was so big he could suck it
He said with a grin
As he wiped off his chin
If my ear was a cunt I would fuck it

There was a man from Havana,
Who thought he could play the piana.
His fingers slipped,
his zipper unzipped.
And out came a hairy banana!

Hickory dickory dock
A girl was sucking my cock
The clock struck two
I shot my goo
And dumped her on the spot

There was a young man from Peru
Who fell asleep in his canoe
While dreaming of Venus
He whipped out his penis
And woke up with a handfull of goo!

There once was a man from Australia
Who had extra-large genitalia
He said to his bride,
Don't try to hide
'Cause wherever you go I can nail ya'

There once was a hermit named Dave
Who kept a dead whore in his cave.
She was missing a tit.
She smelled like shit.
But think of the money he saved!

A kinky young girl from Coleshill,
Tried a dynamite stick for a thrill,
They found her vagina,
in North Carolina,
and bits of her tits in Brazil.

There once was a man from Sydney
Who could put it in up to her Kidney
But a man from Quebec
Put it up to her neck
Now he had a big one, didn't he!

There once was a Vulcan named Spock
Who tried stroking his monstrous cock
With lust went berserk
And beseeched Captain Kirk,
"Bend over, this shuttle must dock!"

There once was a lady from Reno
Who lost all her cash playing keno.
So she laid on her back
Opened her crack
And now she owns the casino!

There was a Young Man named MacNair
Who buggered his Wife on the Stair.
The bannister Broke...
...Without missing a Stroke
He Finished her off in Mid-Air.

An epileptic young woman named Camp
Was seduced on her couch by a tramp
But the first time he squeezed her
She had a Grand Mal seizure
And broke both his balls and a lamp.

A decent young fellow named Herm
Was equipped with a geyser-like worm:
The size wasn't much
But its volume was such
That his lovers did backstroke in sperm.

There was a young girl from Hong Kong
Whose cervical cap was a gong.
She said with a yell,
As a shot rang her bell,
"I'll give you a ding for a dong!"

There once was a lady Annheiuser
Who claimed that no man could surprise her
But Pabst took a chance
found a Schlitz in his pants
and now, she is sadder.. Budweiser...

There once was this girl from Sri Lanka,
A dusky-skinned maid named Bianca.
Each day she would sit
And play with her clit.
She was an incredible wanker!

There was a Young Man from Kent
Whose Rod was so long it bent.
So to save himself trouble
He bent it in double,
And instead of coming, he went!

There once was a young man named Gene
Who invented a screwing machine
Concave and convex
It served either sex
And it played with itself in between.

There was a young girl of Angina
Who stretched catgut across her vagina.
From the love-making frock
(With the proper sized cock)
Came Toccata and Fugue in D minor.

There was a young girl named Sapphire
Who succumbed to her lover's desire
She said: "It's a sin
But now that it's in
Could you shove it a few inches higher?"

I see by the size of your member
You're as hot as a blazing coal ember!
So slicken that mast -
And hon, make it fast -
This girl's not been poked since December!

There once was a singer named Elton
who had the girls hearts all a'meltin'.
But soon they discovered
he was a man lover;
twas dicks he'd rather be feltin'.

There was a young Rabbi from peru,
Who was vainly attempting to screw,
His wife said "Oi vey",
If you keep up this way,
The Messiah will come before you do.

There once was a man from Montrass,
Who had balls that were made of fine brass.
In stormy weather,
They both clanged together,
And sparks flew out of his ass!

I know that you'll think me quite dotty,
But please, no caffeine in the latte!
One simple espresso -
I put on a dress, oh,
And really start acting quite naughty!

Were you a more elegant chap,
I'd ask to sit down on your lap
Cross-legg'd, like a swami
For 'hide the salami',
But it seems that you're ill with the clap!

There once was a girl from Peru
Who said she had nothing to do
She sat on some stairs
And counted cunt hairs
Four thousand, six hundred and two

A horny old trapper named Rex
Liked the risks of wild porcupine sex.
By incredible luck
His dick never got stuck,
But his nuts were just pitiful wrecks.

"For Christmas", she said with a tingle
"I'd love a gift cunnilingual!"
'Twas with joy and surprise
She found twixt her thighs
The tongue of jolly Kris Kringle!

Mary had a little dog,
All night long he'd hunt.
He stuck his head in Mary's lap,
To smell her little cunt.

The limerick form is complex
Its contents run chiefly to sex
It burgeons with virgins
And masculine urgins
And swarms with erotic effex.

Sir Reginald Von Hubble of Joice
Did shave his balls-'twas his choice.
He sneezed,oh how sad!
The results were quite bad!
He now has a high pitched voice!!!

A lady while dining at Crewe
Found an elephant's whang in her stew.
Said the waiter, "Don't shout,
And don't wave it about,
Or the others will all want one too."

There was a young dentist Malone
who had a charming girl patient alone.
But in his depravity
he filled the wrong cavity,
God, how his practice has grown!

There was a young lady from Nizes
whose breasts were two different sizes.
One was so small
it was nothing at all,
but the other was huge and won prizes.

There was a young lady named Hilda
Who went driving one night with a builda.
He said that he should
That he could and he would,
And he did and it pretty near killda.

A broken-down lecher named Tupps
Was heard to confess in his cups:
"The height of my folly
Was diddling a collie -
But I got a nice price for the pups."

There was a young vampire called mable,
whose periods were always quite stable,
at every full moon
she took out a spoon,
and drank herself under the table.

There was a young man from Pitlocherie,
making love to his girl in the rockery,
she said, "Look you've cum,
all over my bum,
This isn't a shag it's a mockery."

There was a young lassie from Morton,
who had one long tit and one short 'en,
on top of all that,
a great hairy twat,
and a fart like a six fifty Norton.

There was a young sailor from Brighton
Who said to his girl, "You're a tight 'un."
She replied, "Pon my soul,
You're in the wrong hole.
There's plenty of room in the right 'un."

There once was a man named Mort,
Whose dick was incredibly short.
When he climbed into bed
His lady friend said,
"That's not a dick it's a wart!"

There was a young harlot from Kew
Who filled her vagina with glue.
She said with a grin,
"If they pay to get in,
They'll pay to get out of it, too."

There was a young plumber named Lee
Who plumbed his girl down by the sea;
Said the lady, "Stop plumbing!
I hear someone coming."
Said the plumber, still plumbing, "That's me."

A newlywed couple from Goshen
Spent their honeymoon sailing the ocean.
In twenty-eight days
They screwed eighty ways -
Imagine such damn devotion!

The sea captain's tender young bride
fell into the bay at low tide,
You could tell by her squeals,
that some of the eels
had discovered a dark place to hide.

Nick the prick had a forty foot dick,
He showed it to the lady next door.
She thought it was a snake,
And hit it with a rake,
And now it's only four foot four.

There was a hooker from Honchu
Who on peckers and penises did chew.
Said a friend, "Why don't you
Have them stick it to you,
Then you could enjoy the sex too."

A young engineer name of Paul
Was equipped with an octagonal ball.
The square of his weight
Times his pecker, plus eight
Is his phone number, give him a call.

There was a young man who's dong
Was prodigiously, massively long
Down the sides of his whang,
two testes did hang
Which attracted a curious throng.

Said a diffident lady named Drood
the first time she saw a man nude,
"I?m glad I?m the sex
that?s concave not convex
for I don?t fancy things that protrude."

There once was a man from St. Paul
who's prick was incredible small.
He got down on the rug
and screwed a bug,
but the bug didn't feel it at all!!

There once was a fellow from Yuma,
Who told an elephant joke to a puma.
Now his skeleton lies,
Under hot western skies,
The Puma had no sense of huma!

There was a young man named Sweeny
Who spilled some gin on his weenie.
He thought this uncouth,
So he added vermouth,
And slipped his girl a martini.

There once was a pirate named Bates
Who attempted to rhumba on skates.
He fell on his cutlass
Which rendered him nutless
And practically useless on dates.

There was a young girl who begat
Three brats, by name Nat, Pat, and Tat.
It was fun in the breeding,
But hell in the feeding
When she found she had no tit for Tat.

There once was a man from Pompei
Who fashioned a snatch out of clay
The heat from his prick,
Turned the clay into brick
And tore all his foreskin away!!

There was an old fellow named Paul
Whose prick was exceedingly small
When in bed with a lay
He could screw her all day
Without touching the vaginal wall.

There was an old fellow named Paul
Whose prick was exceedingly small
When in bed with a lay
He could screw her all day
Without touching the vaginal wall.

There once was an odious brute
Who made love in his Sunday-best suit.
The result, as you'd guess,
Was a wet, sticky mess,
And a very chaifed maiden to boot.

There was a young lady from Kew
Who said, as the bishop withdrew,
"Oh, the Vicar is quicker
And thicker and slicker
And four inches longer than you."

A certain young fellow from Ransome
Had a dame seven times in a hansom.
When she shouted for more,
Said he from the floor,
"The name, Miss, is Simpson, not Samson."

Said a woman with open delight,
"My pubic hair's perfectly white.
I admit there's a glare,
But the fellows don't care.
They locate it more quickly at night."

Contravening the guidelines on health,
Butcher George likes exposing himself,
But he hides it away
In the sausage display
When young ladies come up to the shelf.

There was a young woman named Croft
Who played with herself in a loft,
Having reasoned that candles
Could never cause scandals,
Besides which they never went soft.

There was a young lady named Mandel
Who caused quite a neighborhood scandal
By coming out bare
On the main village square
And massaging herself with a candle.

A virgin with eyes that were blue,
Was told that it's sinful to screw.
So she rubbed on her clit,
But swore that she'd quit,
At least in the next year or two.

I know a young blonde lass called Flossy
Who some say is remarkably Saucy
Once, on meetin' John Wayne
Says she "Hey - I'm for layin'"
"How 'bout you - and the rest of your posse!"

There once was a man with a member,
That would only stand up in December,
He said, "It's too cold,
For a hard-on so bold,
I wish it would work in September!"

There was a young lady from China,
Who had an enormous vagina,
And when she was dead,
They painted it red,
And used it for docking a liner.

There was a young fellow named Biddle,
Was seldom hard up for a diddle,
For according to rumor,
His tool had a tumor,
And a fine row of warts down the middle.
His brother, a bastard named Ben,
Could rotate his pecker, and then
He would shoot through his rear,
Which made him the dear
Of the girls, and the envy of men.

His other young brother, named Saul,
Was able to bounce either ball,
He could stretch them and snap them,
And juggle and clap them,
Which earned him the plaudits of all.
They all had a friend, name of Lee,
Whose pecker hung down to his knee,
If he hadn't a' tied it,
The girls they'd all ride it,
And he never could use it to pee.

Said a swinging young lady named Lyth,
Whose virtue was largely a myth,
"Try as hard as I can,
I can't find a man,
That it's fun to be virtuous with."

An agreeable girl named Miss Doves,
Likes to jack off the young men she loves,
She will use her bare fist,
If the fellows insist,
But she really prefers to wear gloves.

A comely young widow named Ransom
Was ravished three times in a hansom:
When she cried out for more,
A voice from the floor
Cried: 'Lady, I'm Simpson, not Samson!'

There was a young man from Savannah,
Who met his end in a curious manner.
He whittled a hole
In a telephone pole
And electrified his banana.

mánudagur, ágúst 14, 2006


Ég átti bara alveg ágæta helgi.

Á föstudaginn var kvikmyndaklúbburinn og við horfðum á Meet the Feebles (e. Peter Jackson) sem var snilldar brúðumynd, besta lýsingin sem ég finn á hana er Prúðuleikararnir gone bad. Svo horfðum við á Story of Ricky sem ég kann varla að skilgreina en hún var alveg æðislega fyndin. Ég vil minna á það að við viljum endilega fá meira í klúbbinn svo látið endilega heyra í ykkur. Þið getið sent mér mail á

Á laugardaginn var ég að vinna hjá Gallup og missti því miður af Gay pride skrúðgöngunni. Var eitthvað að pæla í að fara út um kvöldið en það datt niður svo ég sat bara heima og rembdist við að skapa karaktera við teiknimyndasögu sem ég er búin að vera með einhver 2 ár í kollinum en ekki gert mikið í hingað til.

Sunnudagurinn fór svo bara í algjöra leti og lestur á Delta of Venus eftir Anais Nin.

Hamsturinn Harry

Meðleigjandi minn benti mér á þessa klippu í gær, mjög fyndið.

föstudagur, ágúst 11, 2006


You Are 74% Evil

You are very evil. And you're too evil to care.
Those who love you probably also fear you. A lot.

þriðjudagur, ágúst 08, 2006

Slöpp helgi

Ég ætlaði nú að djamma duglega um þessa helgi en varð bara veik í staðinn og er búin að liggja í rúminu síðan á föstudag. Horfði á meðleigjendurna spila Hitman. Verð að prófa það einhvern tímann.

Villt fyllibytta

You're a Wild Drunk

You can get enough drink. Seriously, you'll just go puke and start pounding them back again!