I am not turning this sit into a Hollywood.tv review site and they aren’t advertisers, as it may seem, but they should be since I need money. Shit is just free to post and I don’t have to bother with the paparazzi, also, I’d rather watch the video than look at the pictures, not that you care, but one dude emailed me complaining and I figured I’d let you know what I am doing, because we’re all friends here and I think and open dialog is important.

This video is of some chick named Ashley Scott, who I don’t know, signing some girls chest, but not the good way, where you get to see nipples, but reminds me of a time I was in a bar and flirting with the bar tender and in trying to get her to show me her tits. She pointed out some Olympic Speed Skater at the other end of the bar, who obviously, I had no idea who he was or whether he was even an Olympic Athlete and I asked her to get him to sign her tit. She wasn’t really into it, so I decided to take it to the lead and get the wheels turning by making the first move, so I took the pen, walked up to the dude, who was clearly gay, and lifted up my shirt asking for an autograph. I was wasted and he did it pretty willingly, but when I asked him to do the same to my busty bar tending friend who I wanted to see topless, he said no. Pretty much making my whole plan backfire, leaving me alone and violated with a man’s signature above my nipple and no bartender tits as her respect for me slowly died with my dignity….

It’s a boring video, probably a boring story, but I am running on no sleep here so it should be good enough.

I don’t know who Ashley Scott is, which is surprising since I’ve been doing this site for so long. I can only assume that hard drinking for so many years has made me lose anything that resembles a memory and that I am just a high-functioning retard at this point. I don’t need to be in a home but I do catch myself sitting in the park hitting 2 rocks together for hours on end while rockin’ back and forth. I like to think it’s part of my charm.

The reality is that I am too ugly for a girl like Ashley Scott to ever considering getting naked for, so I rely on these pictures of her to make me believe that my life isn’t destined to some fat middle-aged whore who made my stop working, taking every bit of masculinity I ever had away from me leaving me nothing more than a fat dude with tits. I was trying to talk dirty to this slut on IM in hopes of bringing some level of my spunk back and she was into cybersex. She wanted me to virtually rape her but I couldn’t pull through. I knew that even in fantasy a rape scene headed by me would end up with my limp dick trying it’s hardest to make it’s way into the promised land, leaving her bored of the role-playing, and leaving me on the corner of the bed limp dick in hand, head bowed in shame and embarrassment possibly with tears of frustration dripping down my face.

I guess that doesn’t really matter to you, I was just saying you should take this pictures to a private part of your mother’s house, like the bathroom, lock the door and rape yourself, because let’s face it, she’s a hell of a lot better than anything you’ll ever land.