Here is the merging of the commonwealth….like some sort of peace treaty before the mother country and the colony developed as their prison…..where British Glamor Model Jessica-Jane Clement and Australian Glamour Model Emily join half naked forces on some shitty TV show called “I’m a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here”…on some survivor kick in a controlled environment…where they are used as the reason to watch the show…because in the UK….nothing works without a tacky bitch in a bikini with huge tits….God Save the QUeen.

Here’s another one of Jessica Jane Clement her getting dirty….

I’m going to get my passport this week because I decided I pretty much need to get the fuck out of Montreal for a little while and see some new shit. Jesus being on vacation has really pissed me off, and looking back on it now, I probably should have suffocated him with a pillow in his sleep and gone on that god damned cruise myself.

The only problem being is unlike Fatass, I don’t have a fat wife who won a cruise at the supermarket, and I have no money for a plane ticket and no idea where I would go, but I figure having a passport is the first step in the right direction. That way if I’m out drunk and meet an old, good looking millionaire who wants to take me away, I can do. Although I will doubt I’ll meet one because the bars I hang out with are generally pretty seedy and the only old men who come in are poor homeless ones who want to use the restroom.

I had to get some friends to be people who confirm my identity and shit, and we had to make up big stories about how we knew each other because one of them is a guy I use for sex periodically and the other is a bar friend who I usually don’t hang out with unless I’m up at 9am doing large amounts of blow. Somehow I didn’t think the passport office would be to into that you know?

Here’s all that is the glory of Emily Scott. If I can find a way to look as good as her, my vacation courtesy of a rich old man is as good as mine.

Note: I’m glad that above the ass tattoo isn’t real because Tramp Stamps are for poser chicks who can’t think for themselves.

hugs and kisses
Marie-Eve Martinez

I wasn’t in the mood to post because the Kim Kardashian shit was getting linked all over the place and figured there was no point. I decided to spend my day looking at the wall on the couch without the computer, because sometimes my wall is more exciting than some of the shit I am forced to look at on here.

I ended up talking to some 18 year old whore from Maine who likes being treated like a slut. I didn’t know what to ask her to send me pictures of so I just went with insertion pics. When she asked me what I wanted her to insert I couldn’t think of anything so I just said an old shoe. I have a feeling she’s not going to pull through but it all makes me feel perverted.

Not nearly as perverted as trying to find the latest in topless/naked/nip slips every fucking day. No matter what I do, I will always be like that weird kid in highschool who always got caught jerking off between classes. You know the socially awkward weirdo who read comics and smelled like cum…Anyway, there’s nothing I can do to tell you that I am not that guy, that bitches everywhere want my dick but this website proves otherwise. Maybe I am just as bad as you.

That said, here are some pics of Emily Scott, some bitch dubbed the hottest bitch in Australia showin’ off her bitch tits like bitches are supposed to, bitch.