Showing posts with label Sexual Tension. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sexual Tension. Show all posts

January 19, 2010

Tyga trying to lower his boners

Last time we left Tyga, he was just a minor nymphomaniac. Just as a lower level pot distributor would be. Now, we are talking large piles of weed sex. We knew he was railin bitches right and left, but no one expected him to be such a sex panther, so much a sex panther that he has checked into sex rehab. I smell reality show.


December 2, 2009

Tiger acting a little too much like Tyga

More and more women have been showing off their jersey (polo shirt?) banging abilities to the press the past couple of days. Tyga Woods seems to have been getting a little side poontang from the ladies. Makes me wonder, though, what the other best players in the world have been doing.

For example, Zach Grenke. Best player ever (for the Royals). Has to get the pussy like catnip, but jesus that face is elementary. Plus he lives in Kansas City and, just ask Larry Johnson, the pickings are slim. So, with my overabundance of judgment, this is who he is fucking:

October 28, 2009

PermCast: Halloween Sex With Blake Griffin?

You know what your costume is? Well, we have gathered a few ideas such as this one to the right. Do you know who the top college basketball team in the nation is? We tell you that too. Fuck, we are just full of answers. For more answers and random tangents than a Calculus 115 class, check the brand new PermCast right below the jump. Go ahead, jump fucker.

October 23, 2009

The Mejia Saga Continues: the Participant's Perspective

Mejia, displeased with our decision to not remove the post, has responded again with a more detailed retelling of his adventures in Florida. Away we go:

September 23, 2009

Return of the Perm-O-Meter: Herm the Quarterback Extraordinaire


ESPN's resident Michael Vick expert is at it again, this time expanding his analysis to the other struggling quarterbacks of the league. He's also graced by the presence of Hannah Storm, who delivers the questions in tornado-like fashion, even momentarily confusing the usually unflappable Herm at one point. Let's take a look (questions and responses aren't verbatim. Sorry, it's more fun this way):