
It's been a crazy week in Oil Country. With so many emotions this week I feel like kicking back and burying my mind in a nice set of hooters.
It's Friday, and the Oilers need a top line winger.

As soon as I caught wind that the Heatley deal was "done" I was flooded with visions of glory:
After checking my phone moments later, I was flooded with the pungent stench of burned toast, and was overcome by a strong tingle in my left arm. I need something to smile about. Do you?
I even put in a little overtime... just for you!









































































Dany Who?
Friday, July 3, 2009
Feast Your Eyes On This
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Haha...is that Dany's eyes on some horseface about 1/2 way down?
JSBM Photoshop Award Winner™ for July 3rd 2009
I got all of my photoshop motivation from The Towel Boy. I blame Dany Heatley's face on a donkeywoman squarely on your shoulders.
The Smytty mess? That would be alllllllll me. Poor Smytty.
Ahhhhhh! Sweet, sweet NSFW Fridays. Dany who indeed!
I post a picture of Ryan Smyth crying, and later in the day he's dealt away. The Towel Boy is not the only one from the future.
*grabs crotch and moonwalks out of room*
Best pic id the photoshop magic of Dany Heatley on that tramps face in the shape of a heart LOL.
Solid Gold
Cryin' Ryan - Inspired!!!
Dany's eye's heart lump - Priceless!!!!!!!!!!!
The love you put into these pictures is incredible. I love it.
You know what my favorite part about these Friday posts are, other than the tits, is the mental picture I have in my head of you sitting at your computer, having the time of your life cropping out all the faces.
It's kind of serial killer creepy at the same time.
-js
@JS...you know...I never noticed that before. Presumably since I was looking at the tits.
You're absolutely right...that's fucking creepy.
Rusty, are you in the midst of fabricating a suit made of human skin?
It's funny you mention this. I seriously get angered when I see a lovely set of tits and the face ruins the party.
Just think of it this way. I prowl the nets to weed out the bofuglies and come back to y'all with a stunning pile of excellence.
I do it all for you.
*continues prowling for large jugs*
I'm all for Rusty editing out butterfaces. There's enough of that shit already without it making its way to this fine, upstanding tit emporium.
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