With a name like Bregje – you’d think she was a bucket of vomit left on the side of your bed after a night of hard drinking and Indian Buffet eating…..before going down on a rank hooker that tastes like shit… But despite sounding like she was named when her mom was throwing up from all the heroin detoxing…when birthing her…or I guess whatever else makes people puke…she’s lovely as fuck… But she’s dutch, reminds me of the dutch girl I once fucked up the ass while looking at her engagement ring she was wearing because she was engaged to another man but wanted me in her ass…at least that’s what I assumed she was asking while fucking her…but it’s hard to tell..dutch sounds like clearing your throat… The post Bregje Heinen for Maxim of the Day appeared first on DrunkenStepFather.com .
Lindsay Lohan is the closest thing I’ve had to a religious experience. She is just this magical angel sent from heaven to make all of our lives better. She doesn’t realize that she is the messiah, because instead of being the son/daughter of God that she is, she’s distracted by being the daughter of some weathered coke slut and abusive asshole father that exploited the fuck out of her to live out their weird 80s rockstar dream…. But that doesn’t make her any less magical, it just makes me want to nurture her / impregnate her, if she hasn’t gone into early menopause from the trauma of her hard few years….more than ever.. From freckles, to ginger skin / hair and massive tits….I will forever be in love, this is my love letter, Lohan is everything… TO SEE THE REST OF THE PICS CLICK HERE The post Lindsay Lohan Bikini Pics Are Everything of the Day appeared first on DrunkenStepFather.com .
The Reebok Question Mid x Melody Ehsani is not just about Allen Iverson – it celebrates the strong women who have supported him throughout his career. The most important women in Allen’s life – his daughters Tiaura, Messiah and Dream, and their mother Tawanna – were featured in an exclusive campaign to support the launch […]
After dropping his critically lauded Black Messiah, D’Angelo, was the featured guest on a J.K. Simmons-hosted episode of ‘Saturday Night Live.’ The sketch comedy show featured…
Jesus take the clippers ! Man Sells Jesus Christ’s Toenails On eBay Almost 10 years to the day since his mother’s image was discovered seared onto the buttered bread of a grilled cheese sandwich, Jesus Christ’s toenails may have been found in Key Largo. Via Keysnet reports: The owner of the deified phalange’s coverings is selling them on eBay. “Condition: Used.” The Reporter attempted to contact the seller through his or her eBay account, but to no avail. The person did provide a narrative on eBay of how he or she came to be in possession of the Messiah’s discarded clippings. From the gripping tale, the seller may have been better off hawking them out of a J. Peterman catalogue: “While traveling through Europe, I went to see a seer, or as Americans like to call them, ‘psychic.’ I stayed in Germany for a couple of months, then decided to travel. “I found myself in a little border town in the Czech Republic. This short, little older woman, whom appeared to be about 150 years old, popped out of a doorway and grabbed my hand. Scared the bagebers out of me. “Then she pulled me into this dilapidated doorway and said she had a gift for me. As I held out my hand and looked into her gray eyes, I noticed moles on the side of her face with hairs sticking out of them. To me, this indicated she was very, very old. “Then she proceeded to tell me what they were. Well, I figured they could not be real because it’s not like I could get a DNA test on them. Who would I ask, God? “Now I figured I would part with them or try to sell them on my own website. Maybe they could find a good home with a curator who believes this is true.” As of press time, two people placed bids for 99 cents. Looking for a good Christmas gift? Better hurry; bidding expires on Nov. 26.
It’s funny that it is legal for a mother to whore out her teen daughters for the media via the paparazzi they probably brought on vacation with them. I know it isn’t as bad as whoring them out to random men for sexual favors to help pay the rent, at least not in theory, according to society norms, but I have a feeling that the damage this does, will equally fuck them up, as if they were being whored out like whores, because ultimately, you are a product of your environment, and when you realize you’re opportunistic cunt mom is making you jump through hoops to fill her own egotistical needs, dreams and bribing you by giving you anything you want, it’s as empty as when it happens in the gutter. That’s why rich girls are just like stripper trash, just in nicer clothes and hotel rooms. I guess I shouldn’t care about the mental capacity of these demon children as they run around in their demon family, but they are in bikinis, and the skinny one aspires to be a Victoria’s Secret model, you see it’s good to raise them like this, they have such depth to their dreams and potential to contribute to society. Idiots. TO SEE THE REST OF THE PICS FOLLOW THIS LINK
No day is complete without a picture of Holland Roden’s nipple slip outside Chateau Marmont….not that a Holland Roden nipple slip has ever happened before, and not that I know who Holland Roden is, and not because I think Holland Roden is hot…but because before seeing this dirty windowed picture of her 24 year old nipples…I wasn’t living, it was all just a shell, going through the motions, just waiting for this moment to arrive. This is the rebirth, like she is the Messiah and it all just suddenly makes sense and is clear….I guess now we can go kill ourselves, this was the peak…. Or not. she’s from MTV’s Teen Wolf show, and who the fuck cares, seriously. Go celebrate something important, not this nonsense. TO SEE THE REST OF THE PICS FOLLOW THIS LINK
Emily Ratakowski is keeping me in the Easter Spirit, even though I’ve never really been in the Easter spirit before this moment. I never really fell for trash strippers in bunny costumes, and I don’t really have great family memories of Easter, from a catholic orphanage in mexico with a molesting priest, to an obese wife who just doesn’t stop eating cake, Easter’s been pretty horrible across the board, long weekend or not…but Emily Ratakowski, the miracle worker, the hottest bitch in the game, perfection send down from Heaven, like she may be the messiah, you know Jesus after resurrected, cuz that’s the only way I can explain the religious experience that comes over me when I see her. She’s got me speaking in tongues…tongues I’d like to shove in her ass….but in a loving and caring way….maybe we’d even play some love songs while we do it. I’m a fan. This easter bunny shit is perfect. Keep it up baby, you’re inspiring me….to masturbate.
Kelly Rowland has been spending time with her BFF Beyonce and the most awesomest baby in the world (Blue Ivy Carter) and is making sure we know about it. In a recent interview , Bey’s former Destiny’s Child collaborator gushed about just how beautiful Beyonce and Jay-Z’s newborn is, as well as how perfect they are. Gushed may be an understatement, actually. “She is just…. more precious than a diamond. She is so stunning. So beautiful. I’m so happy for my sister and her husband. She’s beautiful,” said Kel of Blue. They’re not actually sisters, but we get the point. Kelly was asked if she’s been visiting the baby often. She saod: “Absolutely! You have to be a good aunt!” Again, not technically Blue’s aunt. But point taken. Kelly went on to say that basically, Jay and Bey are the best parents of ALL TIME (where’s Kanye when you need him) and that Blue Ivy is the Messiah. “She’s in mommy-vile and her husband is in daddy-vile, and the baby is SO beautiful! Beyonce is an incredible mother. I’m so proud of her, so proud.” We have no doubt she’s sincere, but one gets the sense she’s trying to prove something as well. We get it, Kel. Bey rules. And you’re friends. But ease up. [Photo: WENN.com]
At this season of the year, we celebrate the grandeur of God’s creation in the beauty of the flowers and the return of the robins. We clasp our loved ones in rituals of food and drink, laughter and embrace. Some of us will also sit in services of silence, music, and sacred readings. We will contemplate the mystery of the holy and the sanctity of all life. In the Christian calendar, yesterday was Palm Sunday, the beginning of Holy Week. During this week Christians are asked to reflect on the meaning of Jesus’ death on the cross, an event that took place nearly two millennia ago at a place which still remains the epicenter of religious and political violence today. By lunar coincidence, this week also marks, on Tuesday, the festival of Pesah, or Passover, the most celebrated Jewish holiday of the year. Passover commemorates God’s deliverance of the children of Israel from slavery in Egypt. Jesus had gone to Jerusalem to celebrate Passover with his disciples when he was caught in the web of events that led to his death. While most Jews do not recognize Jesus as the Messiah, the New Testament weaves the central events of this week into one overarching story of redemptive history. As St. Paul put it, “For Christ, our paschal lamb, has been sacrificed” (1 Corinthians 5:7). To those who would reduce the meaning of this week to a mere fable connoting existential truth, Christians say: “What you call myth that is history!” and, conversely, “What you call history that is a myth!” The myth of human self-sufficiency, the illusion that the ebb and flow of nature’s passions are all we need to build a human life upon, the fantastic hoax that lasting moral order in the world can be derived from the will to power or political ingenuity alone It is the fact that something happened back then and there, in space and in time, something so shattering that the grinding wheels of fate were stopped by it and death is now no longer allowed to have the final word. Related Stories Who Do You Call King Of Glory?
