There is a lot of local buzz about this Pam Anderson Peta ad because the city I live in, Montreal, rejected her from getting a permit to launch the ad, they claim it is cuz it is sexist, but I think it has more to do with her not being worth the administrative resources now that she’s old, washed up, tired and irrelevant and it’s easier to just say no…
The concept of the Ad is that it looks like a butcher’s meat chart, basically saying cows are people too, but really just saying woman are cows and only worth their sum of their body parts depending on who you ask…
Their slogan “All Animals have the Same Parts” is a lie…at least I hope it is cuz now I am worried I have hepatitis now that I fucked the raccoon out back…it’s barbed wire tattoo just screamed “don’t use a condom”….
The real controversy in the whole thing is that if this is even Pamela Anderson in the picture, I mean when it comes to the point where there’s more photoshop than actual person when you can’t give them credit for being in the picture anymore….
Pamela Anderson is brave. Not only does she still have the confidence to leave her house despite the world knowing she’s nothing but a dirty, diseased whore…Not only does she get herself on bottom feeding TV shows and goes to events and still lives in California trying to get work…..but she also still wears little white shorts like her cervix doesn’t dircharge horrible colored and smelling muscus that stains fucking white pants….like any girl who happened to get her period in a pair of white pants…it’s horrifying…and the only justification for this is that when she got her latest set of implants, she got her vagina sewed the fuck up or maybe she’s just got a few pairs of waterproof panties or that she’s shoved a role of gauze up there to prevent and Mexican Oil Spill caliber leaks….
Here she is doing some bullshit for PETA saving a bird cuz she’s vegan and needs something she thinks is important to associate herself with….cuz being a part of something make you feel less alone even if they are just using her for her celebrity….
I am tired of Pamela Anderson, but probably not as tired as Pamela Anderson is of being Pamela Anderson. I don’t know if that makes sense, but it’s probably a lot of pressure trying to be sexy, when knowing you’re nothing but an old hag, but you do it because you think it’s expected out of you, cuz that’s the person you created. You know wearing sheer dresses as your plastic surgery you got when plastic surgery was in its infancy melts off your face, and your liver struggles to filter your blood because you let dirty rockstar dick inside you and now it’s gonna lead to your premature death, if your heart doesn’t give out from all cocaine you are on because it is the only thing that makes you feel good about yourself, cuz you know you’re done, and Dancing with the Stars is your last Waltz under the spotlight before you are forgotten, at least that’s what you look like….maybe it’s time for another sex tape…one we watch to laugh at instead of watch to jerk off to like we did back in the 90s….maybe that’ll only come when other shitty reality shows for failed stars reject her…Only time will tell…
Pam Anderson is at some Vegan bullshit and I guess along with giving up with all animal products, she also gave up on wearing a bra, not that she needs to wear because she’s got tits so solid you could hang plants off of, but she should be wearing a bra cuz she’s old, disgusting, over and done, that dairy is expired, kinda thing, but I guess she’s just happy her nipples still work after all the operations and feels the need to show the shit off and really…who fucking cares….
Pam Anderson is a mom and this is how she spends her Tuesday nights. Sure, I’m pretty sure she doesn’t spend any real time with her kids, but instead hires a staff that will allow her to keep her kids and not have them taken away by the state cuz their mom’s some drugged up drunk rockstar fucking groupie whore who managed to get work along the way, because celebrities are about the law.
I am not posting these because I find Pam Anderson hot, I am posting it cuz I like girls who are being carried out of bars in skimpy dresses covered in drinks they spilled on themselves cuz they are so fuckin’ high, especially if I am the one doing the carrying….right to the closest back alley.
I guess it’s a testament to where your career has gone or ended up when you are doing in-store appreances at the local Sears in Schaumberg, Illinois. Seriously, that’s where Pam Anderson is in these pictures and I think that booking translates into “time to give the fuck up”. Slip out of the tight dress, accept that just cuz your tits are 20 years old doesn’t mean you are and give the fuck up. Seriously, she needs to donate her tits to science to see how the implants age into their 30s and 40s while the rest of her slowly dies of Hep…or I guess she can keep on doing the Sears tour until she kills herself because after a few of these anyone in their right mind would kill themselves…
I thought people who protested Peta were supposed to “rather go nude than wear fur” or get body painted like animals and thrown into cages. The kind of thing where everyone who got the press release got all excited cuz it sounds hot in theory and makes it out to see the shit go down, only to realize the only people who get nude for fur, or who get body painted for the ethical treatment of animals are fucking bull dykes, with beer belly’s and shitty tits thanks to the hormones they’ve been taking to become a dude. You know the same bitches who spell “Women” with a “Y” so it reads “Womyn” and they can say shit like “Taking the men out of the womyn” cuz they are fucking dykes and that’s what dykes do….
Here is Pam Anderson supporting animal rights, even though her original fake tits were tested on animals before allowed in humans, and somewhere out there is a cat with DDs they don’t want you to know about, and she’s doing it by giving envelopes her hepatitis while fully clothed in some really horrible unsexy outfit, pretty much making this campaign obsolete. The whole idea of getting Pam Anderson on board is so she walks around in a one-piece, not so that she dresses like your grandmother going to bed, even though she’s almost old enough to be a grandmother….and the real question is who really fucking cares….I’m thinking no one….
I know. Seeing Pam Anderson modeling for her boring played out homo club kid friend after all these years never gets old, but she does. Seriously, her body, no matter how hard she tries to keep it up to date, it just keeps falling short, but I guess gay people are just drawn to how fun and famous she is and don’t care that she looks like a fuckin dude as her feminity slowly drips out of her in her final periods, if anything they celebrate that dry pussy shit….
The sad news is that I’d still suck the hepatitis out of her dirty used up pussy, but that’s not saying much for Pam Anderson, it’s just saying a whole lot about me.
Bonus – Some Amanda Lepore Nipple for the Weird Tranny Lovers….
There’s always something funny about seeing a 40 year old dressed like a teenage girl in an inappropriate outfit she bought at American Apparel to wear to her high school dance to show off her newly grown tits. It’s like part of me wants to scream at her to give it the fuck up already, like I’ve done many times when the vintage, antique, expired strippers try to get me to get a lap dance from them so many time at discount stripclubs I go to, not to use stripping as another reference point, but it is a big part of my life…I mean I guess I could compare her to the sluts in the rich part of town who spend their husband’s money getting Yoga pussy in tight pants and tank tops who you see on the street, but that’s not as much fun cuz those women don’t give me the time of day, they just scowl and clench their purses, whereas strippers let me pay them to feel it….either way, Pam Anderson’s gotta retire before her hepatitis makes it too late….
Pam Anderson’s got some pretty stupid implants that she likes to show off to distract the world from her face, since they are still in their 20s and perky as shit, but by the looks of these pictures, even they find Pam Anderson disgusting as they try to make their escape in some kind of mass suicide in efforts to end the pain of being attachted to her, or maybe she’s just wearing too small of a bra…what the fuck do I know…I just know I felt these were worth posting for some stupid reason…
I talk to a 16 year old girl from the UK because I generally like 16 year old girls to “talk” to, but normally they don’t have Internet connections and don’t live across the ocean from me, because they don’t live anywhere and are teenage runaways lookin to make 30 dollars to pay for their motel room for the night and like the good samaritan, some may even call me a philanthropist, that I am try to help them reach that goal anyway I can….if you know what I mean…
I asked her to be my UK corespondant because I figure I need one and she went out to work the UK scene and since she dropped out of school to live in this shit, she agreed to participate.
Pamela Anderson is playing the genie in a Pantomime adaptation of Aladin in London.
She looks pretty great despite the fact her star is fading; she’s being replaced by a gay stand-up ex-cross-dresser comedian called Paul O’Grady at the end of the week and there were no paparrazos when she left the stage door last night with designer Vivienne Westwood, who was famous for dressing the Sex Piston and who is now famous for looking scary as fucking hell, who is clearly her new BFF – they both went for a bite at Wetherspoons, the UK equivalent to any chain pub in the USA like Hooters or Hard Rock, clearly as a desperate cry for attention, hoping that maybe the cameras would follow if they put themselves out in the open pretending that they are just like us, y’know?
The thing I love about these pictures of Pam Anderson sticking out her tongue is that she brings back great memories for me. No, not the whole Baywatch/Barbed Wire/Playboy fake tit/Fake Hair (I’m using a long of slashes)/ Sex tape thing, I never got too into that, but it does remind me of the time of one night I hold dear to my heart when I looked over at my mother in our one bedroom house back in Mexico, where she was servicing a man with her mouth and I looked over and saw her teeth on the night stand and watched her in action, she looked up at me, smiled at what she was doing, licked her licks, gave me a wink and went back to makin money to buy us meat, because her tougue wsa all stickin’ out with no teeth to hold it back and the years of struggle wrinkled into her whore face….a work ethic that I truly appreciated…..
This is the face of a fresh faced “Spring Chicken” excited to take on the world after being given the opportunity of a lifetime to move to LA and star on her very own TV show after about 20 years of kilos and kilos of cocaine, bottles upon bottles of booze, a couple of babies, a whole lot of cock, and hepatitis. I wish they sold that in bottle, cuz it sounds a lot more fun than it looks….
Haggard, weathered and old and still holding on….too scared to hang up her implants and fake hair….and I guess I’m not complaining, cuz I’ve fucked a hell of a lot worse….
I don’t hate Pam Anderson. I write mean spirited shit about her because I think it’s time to hang up her silicone tits and age gracefully. I find her holding onto her sex appeal and career based on her tits depressing at best…it’s actually pretty fucking pathetic….and the fact that people are asking her to sign her fucking Baywatch picture from 15 years ago just proves that it is time for her to move the fuck on. She’s a one-trick pony and will always and forever be the bitch from Baywatch and there’s really no fuckin’ point for her to even try, even though all she fuckin’ does is try, I mean when she’s not sucking and fucking dirty hep dick.
I made fun of this Pam Anderson gig yesterday. I thought it was funny that someone was giving her work because the milk in them titties is definitely expired. I just assumed she’d live off her sex tape residuals over the course of the restof her life as she slowly died of Hepatitis, but clearly I was wrong, she got this really important job wearing a red bathing suit like thing where she prances around the stage and for some reason, I find it really funny that they had to rehearse the shit, you’d think telling her to walk on stage, sit on some ring and hump the air would be enough for her, but I guess you can never be too professional, prepared, or ready especially when you’re a talentless idiot who scammed the world with fake tits, especially when this useless job could be the single most important role of her life because it is the second chance she dreamed about the last decade after falling asleep in random beds after sex with random men.
Looks like someone gave Pam Anderson another chance to make a little bit of money off her shitty plastic surgery that got her famous in the first place. I found the whole thing lacked creativity considering they dressed her in a red one-piece bathing suit like she was still on Baywatch and not a 50 year old dying of hepatitis, but I guess we’ve all got a soft spot for her in our hearts because we all jerked off to her at least once, so if anything she’s a binding force in the male population of the fucking world. She is the one thing we all have in common, so maybe I shouldn’t be so easy to forget and move on from her, and like a World War II war veteran, maybe she needs some kind of Holiday to celebrate her tits….but I guess we’ll have to wait for her to stop trying so hard by pretending she’s still got it going on, when clearly, she doesn’t. I guess hanging up those implants with pride and retiring like an Athlete at the end of his game like a hero is not in her cards and she’s more into fighting for as long as she can before the staff at the old folks home have to sedate her for fingering her asshole at the cafeteria lunch table again….
Here are the pics of her holdin’ on harder than her implant is…..
