Happy Thanksgiving!

Well, it's that time of the year again, as the moment of glut is upon us. Personally, I think I'll rebel this year and eat any other type of meat (excluding roadkill) that doesn't resemble a turkey, for Thanksgiving! ...Whatever floats your boat, I suppose, but I'm currently jaded from these types of traditions. At any rate, shape, form or fashion, I'll provide a seasonal post for the ones who still celebrate this lovely holiday of food-induced flatulence...... First, lets start with the definitions of the term 'thanksgiving': 1) the act of giving thanks; 2) a prayer expressing gratitude; 3) capitalized : the 4th Thursday in November observed as a legal holiday for giving thanks for divine goodness. Well, now that we have got our humanoid say out of the way, lets hear what the turkeys have to say:
---I'm standing strong this year, damn it!

---God damn! These fuckin' Americans are hungry! Run for it, the gluts are abound! They are going to kill us all!

---You don't have the audacity to eat me, as I'm just too darn pretty!

Hours later......

---Well, it looks like we made it another year, my brother:

---End of "Happy Thanksgiving!" Post [Ha-ha!]

Am I programmed to like big tits?

...I just got back from shopping at a local grocery store. I hate shopping, by the way! However, I had to, since my girlfriend decided to leave me again - since I refuse to marry the crazy bitch and/or put up with her marijuana-induced insanity, but that's besides the point. If you haven't read about what I think of her, uhh, fundamentals, check out my "Fuck the Dryer" post. Anyway...

...Upon checking out from my speedy shopping spree at this particular grocery store, I looked at the register gal and temporarily lost track of my own existence. Oh, my...she had some really nice tits. She was wearing a regular shirt, nothing fancy, but I could see those sexy melons bouncing in all their boobilicious glory. It was boobs galore in store, and I mean that literally. Now, where was I?

Oh, yeah, the boob thing......

I said "hi," and she smiled and began running my products through the scanner to charge me money for the meat I was buying (oh, I could call it otherwise via my imagination), and I found myself to be constantly staring at her nice, all-natural (had to be, too much jiggle) breasts and began thinking many random thoughts, such as: "Damn, does she realize I'm looking at her succulent boobs? Is anyone else looking at me while I'm looking at her tits? What is so great about this girl? She only looks average with a semi-decent body, but those jugs are really nice. Can I pull on them? I wonder what my cock would look like sliding in between them? How old is she? Is she of legal age? Yeah, she definitely looks over 18 years old. I wonder if she wants to fuck? Damn, why do I keep looking at her tits? I really want to get me a mouthful of those nice boobs. I wonder what they look like in the doggy-style position, all hanging down while letting gravity work its magic as I'm assisting 'em by gripping them ever-so firmly? I would sooooo enjoy ejaculating my "joy juice" all over those massive mammary glands!"

I had many other thoughts, but I'll end it right there, since I'd hate for this blog to get contaminated with my sexual fantasies... Ha-ha! But the bottom line, after she got done checking out all of my meat for purchase and after I paid for my stuff...as I told her "thank you," even though she charged me nearly 40 dollars, is that while driving home, I couldn't help but ask myself: "Am I programmed to like big tits?" Maybe, just maybe, since my last girlfriend didn't have big boobs, although the girl I was with before her...had some mega-juicy melons, that I'm just seeking something different. However, I really feel programmed to crave big boobs - whether they are fake or real. Does anyone else feel programmed at times or do you feel completely in charge at all times - when it comes to desire? Yes, folks...I have a big problem. Ha-ha-ha!

Hmm, maybe 'Google Search' will give me the answers:

---End of Post "Am I programmed to like big tits?"

Victory!

Below, I'll provide a depiction that represents "true victory" in the glorious animal kingdom via the "jungle law." Ha-ha! ...But first, let's drop down the definitions of victory by way of the mighty man-made dictionary:

Victory: 1) the overcoming of an enemy or an antagonist; 2) achievement of mastery or success in a struggle or endeavor.

Hmm, I'd say that the image below covers both of those definitions:

Praise be the Lion, as he mounts his mate and claims victory upon that little ass of hers. Yep, it is the Lion, king of the sex-filled jungle! Ahh... Yeah, the pursuit of triumph is always a nice feeling when you're confident that you'll end up the victor! Well, that's all this short pictorial post has to offer. I just found this image online and thought it represented the word 'victory' quite nicely. Cheers! Ha-ha!

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---End of Post "Victory!"

Funny Pics via Walmart

Have you ever heard of the website People of Walmart? Well, it is a site that is loaded with strange, bizarre, humorous and, in some cases, damn-right outlandish pics of people who boldly enter through the gates of Wal-Mart while looking like circus freaks. Anyway, I'm about to provide a few funny pics via Walmart, that I got from a forwarded e-mail a few days ago; enjoy...

Click on any image below, to enlarge for a better view:

---How about, let's not!

---What's really for sale here?

---"Man, I already mutha fuckin' know!"

---Uh, okay; shopping for clothes, I suppose...

The next two pics represent dads "being cool" @ Wally World:

---Proud to be a dickhead, huh?

---That's the coolest kid in Wal-Mart, thus far...

---Old ladies who just don't give a damn!

---What in the fuck is that?

---Bubba says, "Home is where you make it!"

---The next two pics demonstrate what gravity can do to the human body, and especially breasts! The last pic is of a woman who is shopping with no shirt on... Yes folks, she has her sagging boobs tucked into her pants! Yikes! Check it out:

Okay, after looking at these funny, strange, and nasty pics from Walmart, you may need a sexy contrast to regain your vigor and reason to live. Ha-ha! If so, visit the blog post: "Jayonna Fabro - The one and only..."

---End of Post "Funny Pics via Walmart"

Cell Phone 'Texting' Gone Mad

This post reminds me of the one I did last month, that was entitled "Put the cell phone down while driving!" Well, I recently read a study (from PC Magazine) that says: "Teens sending 3,339 texts per month." A quick excerpt from the post states: "Teens are still texting. On average, they are sending out 3,339 texts per month, or six for every hour they are awake, an 8 percent jump from last year, according to a Thursday study from Nielsen. Teenage girls are the most prolific texters, sending an average of 4,050 per month, while teenage boys ages 13 to 17 send 2,539 texts during the same time period. In the 18 to 24 age group, the number of texts drops to 1,630 per month – or a "comparatively meager" three texts per hour, Nielsen said." Read more, here: Teens Sending 3,339 Texts Per Month, Study Says | PCMag

At any rate, this doesn't surprise me, but it does make me think of the old adage that goes something like this: "Some people need to get a fucking life!" This data not only confirms that cell phone texting has gone mad, but it also manifests some of the reasons why the majority of our brain-dead society has become zombies due to the techno gadgets & contraptions of man. Damn, this also reminds me of the Anti-Dolt blog post, "Man versus Machines." 

I'm still yet to figure out why a lot of people like to stare at a tiny screen while texting their life away, all while not really experiencing anything besides the joys of standing still doing nothing. Are we losing our grasp on what is real and what isn't? Have we got to the age where man no longer identifies nature as the true essence of being? Is this slowly becoming a place full of drones & zombies that are led by monetary champions of utter bull-shit, corruption, lies, and deceit? ...Check your bags in and get some rest; your next stop, is the Twilight Zone! LOL! 

Look below, as the brainless Zombie realizes he has a new 'text message' at hand... Oh, what shall he "text" back with, ponders the mighty bearer of the holy man-made cell phone:

---End of this Asinine Post "Cell Phone Texting Gone Mad"

Holy Homophobia - Ha-ha!

Yes, the first word of this blog post's title was put there for a reason - besides my normal emphatic touch to an exclamatory sentence. I say, "Holy Homophobia!" Ha-ha!

I just read an article describing this, in all its glory of divine prejudice.

It started by saying:

"A controversial televangelist is now off-air in Australia’s capital cities after he made one anti-gay comment too many.
Pentecostal powerhouse Kenneth Copeland (pictured with his wife) has been a regular God-bothering feature of Network Ten’s overnight infomercial line-up for several years – but the network says it has had to pull the plug on his show Believer’s Voice of Victory after a viewer complained about the host’s homophobia."
Read More: http://www.samesame.com.au/news/local/5950/Ten-dumps-TV-Bible-basher.htm

Wikipedia's take [unholy version] on Homophobia:
"Homophobia is a range of negative attitudes and feelings towards lesbian, gay, bisexual, queer, and in some cases transgender and intersex people. Definitions refer variably to antipathy, contempt, prejudice, aversion, and irrational fear. Homophobia is observable in critical and hostile behavior such as discrimination and violence on the basis of a perceived non-heterosexual orientation."
Read More: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homophobia

Okay, now you see the reason why I said "Holy Homophobia" because, well, that's what it is. You know, those bible-thumping lunatics who go around trying to tell everyone when & where people need to stick their meatpole (or whatever) into something that reciprocates sex. Many of these "Holier than Thou" folks are the first to run home from Church and jerk off to porn sites. Ha-ha!

I'm heterosexual, by the way, but I would only temporarily become a homophobic if some freak self-invites their self towards my rectal region and tries to pervade my bunghole! But, I've been lucky so far. LOL! This subject is so gay it is funny!

Anyway, the point is, I think most people who are not heterosexual were born gay, lesbian, or confused. I don't think it is some eternally damning sin - unlike some of these Bible freaks think.
However, I'm sure there has been many folks who have "turned gay" due to excessive drug abuse that may have altered their hormones & chemicals or perhaps have been in prison too long, etc., or maybe some people just turn gay due to terrible sex with the opposite gender, who knows. But for the most part, once again, I think they are born that way.

Is this the image that the "Holier than Thou" people have in their head:

Or better yet, this next image is even more fitting:

The "Homophobes of the World Unite" Image Credit: http://www.polyp.org.uk/
---End of "Holy Homophobia - Ha-ha!" Post