Demi Lovato sexualizing herself with her tits and her face injections…creeps me out…but I guess people who are obsessed with Disney, because she was a Disney Kid, and because we know there are people obsessed with Disney, unable to get over it, because they had some childhood trauma and Disney feels like home…keep this thing alive…so we can see what she’d call her evolution, but I’d call her inconsistencies and lies to get people to buy her shit, like a manipulative entitled cunt you know she is. I am not a fan, but I guess the face injections and working out is doing alright for her…so lets support that cosmetic treatment shit… The post Demi Lovato’s Got the titties On of the Day appeared first on DrunkenStepFather.com .
As National Cheerleading Week spills over …… all eyes are on the opening of free agency and the upcoming National Football League College Draft. But Sleuth’s attention is focused on the evolution of the athletic activity: from school spirit to pro sport. … read more
Nasa’s New Horizons spacecraft has just started intensive downlinking of the tens of gigabits of data it collected and stored on its digital recorders. The process moved into high gear on 5 September, with the entire downlink taking about one year to complete. “This is what we came for—these images, spectra and other data types that are going to help us understand the origin and the evolution of the Pluto system for the first time,” said New Horizons Principal Investigator Alan Stern, of the So
Nasa’s New Horizons spacecraft has just started intensive downlinking of the tens of gigabits of data it collected and stored on its digital recorders. The process moved into high gear on 5 September, with the entire downlink taking about one year to complete. “This is what we came for—these images, spectra and other data types that are going to help us understand the origin and the evolution of the Pluto system for the first time,” said New Horizons Principal Investigator Alan Stern, of the So
I’m a big Amanda Cerny fan, she’s always been one of my hottest Twitter girlfriends. So here’s a video I came across, something called “The Evolution of the Bikini.” But I’ve got to tell you, as a professional bikini blogger, it doesn’t have anything in it I didn’t already know — like the fact that the smaller the bikini gets, the better Amanda looks. And maybe it’s just the old-fashioned suits, but Amanda’s looking a little thicker than I remembered. Oh well, that’s nothing a few sessions with the Little Tuna couldn’t fix. Call me!
Can’t be too safe! Full-Pelvic Condom Released For Added Safety Fellas: Ever lay down with a lady so questionable you weren’t sure a condom was enough? Well an Atlanta-based firm has just the answer for you. Peep the infomercial: Via The Daily Dot : For millennia, mankind has been working on developing a smaller, more effective, less intrusive barrier method than the traditional condom. Yet one Atlanta-based manufacturer has managed to reverse the evolution of male contraception in one fell swoop with the Scroguard, a giant jockstrap that covers not only your penis during sex, but your pelvis and scrotum as well. Basically, the Scroguard is a giant latex Mormon diaper with a little hole poked through for your member. It’s intended as a barrier method that “comfortably reduces skin-to-skin contact during sex in the genital areas not covered” by a traditional peen sheath. To a certain extent, the Scroguard isn’t totally insane: Although condoms offer a fair amount of protection against STIs, it’s still possible to contract some STIs, like herpes, via skin-to-skin contact, even if a condom is being used. The Scroguard is also intended to be “lightweight” enough to not prove cumbersome or irritating during sex (though we can certainly imagine the sound of rhythmically squeaking rubber would serve as a form of contraception in itself.) That having been said, the Scroguard is not FDA-approved, nor is it particularly sexy, unless you have a latex fetish and/or a particularly bad case of OCD. Seriously, guys — if you have these many concerns about the pestilence and hellfire that could possibly be swirling between your partner’s legs…maybe it’s best to just keep your pants on altogether? Read a book or something instead. HuffPo/Facebook
