This is a picture of a broken dildo.

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I was coming home from Culvers(a fast food restaurant) with my chicken fingers. There was this car going kind of slow so I got in the other lane and past them up. I looked over and saw some bitch sucking some guys dick. She was giving him a blowjob on the road. Fuck I wish I had a digital camera. I would have snapped some pictures and put them on here.

Some more of me freestyling to a new beat I downloaded. First time I heard it. Put it on, plugged my microphone in, hit record and this is what I came up with. Straight up freestyle shit here.

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My boy Doc over at HowardShrine.com has the hook up on some naked pictures of Miss Howard Stern.

Check it out

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So we got this new asshole at work. I call him an asshole because the first thing he says when he finds out my last name is "Oh, kinda like Jerkoff, what are you from a family of jerkoffs."

The guys starts laughing and I pick up a book and throw it at him. Luckily for me the coward moved out of the way and the book didn't hit him. I told the human resource lady that I had anger management problems in the past and had to take a class for it. I told her that they told me to not hit a person but to punch a pillow or to throw something on the ground. I told her that's what I was doing and she bought it.

Well, some people call me a rage-a-holic, but I think I was justified in my actions for the words this stupid mother fucker said, what do you think?

I remember that the nWo was just starting to take off and everyone else the next day were like "WHAT? I watched Nitro." This one black kid Dante in my cooking class was the only other guy that watched Raw over Nitro and saw the great Gun episode.

We bonded at that moment. At later times I'd be sleeping in my queen sized water bed with Dante and his "Cuz" Mike. No gay shit, just sleepover party.

Can you picture Lil' White Perkoff sleeping in a bed with two African American brothas?

I lost contact with Dante over the years, it's so sad. He was my only friend who was a brotha. Now I'm just friends with whites, well theres this one black guy at work, but you know, we're more like work buddies than friends. Never smoked a doobie with him for example, those are things you do with your friends, all I do with this brotha at work is work with him, know what I'm saying?

Anyway that's the story of the one brotha I had as a friend back in High School.

Tell you the truth, I only became friends with him cause I thought people would think I'm cool if I had a black friend, is that bad?

Come out to the ring, be all nice, call out Rey to the ring. When he
gets there he says to him "Ok, give it to me." All nice but serious.

Rey is like "What?"

Batista is like "The belt Rey, the belt."

Rey is confused. Batista gets a little angry and says "Ok Rey, give it
up."

Rey gets pissed and goes off the rope for an attack on Batista.

Batista stands in the middle of the ring and Rey gets knocked out as he
flys into Batista. Batista gets the belt, and starts walking up the
walkway, as he gets to the end he turns around and Rey is finally
waking up.

Batista has his belt and holds it up. He gets on the mic and says "I'm
the champ, if you want this belt back you're gonna have to beat me for
it."

Next week or at the next PPV it's Rey VS Batista and of course the big
man wins.

Remember when Randy Savage was at Hogans grave?
Looks like Hogan wanted some payback.

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It's one of those tables you put on your deck outside, the wind picked up the umbrella and when I went outside to play with my dog I saw it in the pool, I didn't even notice the broken glass all over the deck.

So I picked took the umbrella out of the pool and was about to put it back when I noticed all the glass.

I'm a good boy and didn't want to leave my parents a big mess so I cleaned up all the glass.

Now I'm just waiting to see if my parents some how blame me for breaking it when the wind broke it. I'll let you know, I wouldn't be surprised if I get blamed, I'll keep you all updated.

Ted DiBiase, aka "The Million Dollar Man" - Anyone who watched the WWF in the 80's knows that this guy was a hairy man. Hair was EVERYWHERE. And men don't become millionaires by spending their hard earned cash on taint waxings. Add to that the chafing he got from wearing a tuxedo in a hot gym 300 days a year and you have a recipe for disaster. Skid marks are nothing new, but between the hair and the blood that was left in the toilet bowl after his Million Dollar Shits, DiBiase produced the unprecedented "Road Kill Effect" in every bathroom that was lucky enough to have his company.