Freezing in the dark
You're baaaack!! yay
Holy Snooch, Batman!
As always, the snooch on this site is second to none!
Way da hot lesbians be at?I realize real lesbians are fat and fugly, but these smokin' hotwomenz from the porn industry help to complete a fantasy involvingme in a threesome that is a part of almost every man's wildest dreams!
Been a while since there's been a pic posted here. You OK?
Who posts galactically idiotic contributions on this swamp almost every week?Leonard Jones. What a fool.Disabled toilet.
I knew the queer would not keep his promise!
Since there's obviously no new snooch in our future - and the Juvenal-faggot is back (may his butt-buddy's hemorrhoids shrink without surgery) - I have to ask:Did anyone read about that "Lion-whisperer" idiot over in Africa?I predict that before too long, we'll be hearing about the "lion whisperer poop" they found buried in some handy deposit of sandy soil.
Have not heard about this one Steamboat. I do remember the dude whotook his fiance to commune with bears in Alaska, and both predictablyended up as bear scat. One great thing about liberals is that quiteoften, they remove themselves from the gene pool in cases like this.I just opened another window and found it. The Schadenfreude is palpable!It's an effing lion! Tippi Hedren had a big cat sanctuary. One dayone of them wanted to play with her. He came up from behind andpeeled her scalp all the way to the back of her skull. Her daughter(Melanie Griffith) routinely slept with a 400-pound cat in her bed.Luckily her mom woke up after this and they no longer treated theseWILD EFFING ANIMALS as pets!These are no different than the idiots who idolize Rousseau's "NobelSavages" and end up roasting on a spit in a cannibal village or beheadedby Muslims. There is no the stupidity of liberals!
No limit to the stupidityI gotta start proof reeding!
I know how you feel about proof-reading. For instance, I truly do know how to spell "juvenile". And I know for sure and certain that you know how to spell "reeding", LOL. Don't ya just hate it when that happens? :-)I remember that Bear Couple "bear scat" incident with great satisfaction. Another one - perhaps a bit more unfortunate - was that attention-whore TV naturalist guy (Steve Irwin?) who got stabbed in the chest (and died badly a short time later) by a stingray barb.People (especially Liberals) just don't get the fact that there is a REASON we don't have lions & tigers & bears & Great Whites as domestic pets or draft animals: They are NOT generally amenable to domestication. Some animals just AREN'T. Wishing it was otherwise is stupid, and a waste of time, and often fatal.
Leonard & GcM talking a load of wank between themselves. Fuck off.
He's baaaaack!!We know who you are Anony Mouse. The old "DT" troll hisself.Guest Snooch!
Whoa! Drew! Why the fiddly-fuck didn't I think of that!*McGoo starts thumbing frantically through old Aardvarks & Asshats snooch-links*Guest Snooch! Brilliant!!!(I envision Drew - pacing the floor restlessly and muttering to himself after noting another day gone by without fresh snooch - and finally declaring, "By the Holy Crack of the Snooch-Goddess, sometimes if you want something done, you just have to do it yourself!")Oh ... and by the way ... You suck mightily, Anony Mouse. Now go back to your Mom's basement and play with yourself, or whatever.
Steamboat, great point buddy. I think we are in large part victims oftechnology. Spelling was never a strong point with me, but it wasalways much better before spelling and grammar checkers, auto-correct,and other tools. It certainly is the case with calculators. My mathskills were a lot sharper when I was doing long division with pencil andpaper back in 3rd grade. (That one is a back-handed slap at the Homo-Troll,) because we learned more in elementary school than his generationno matter how many art history or other liberal arts degrees they may have!Maybe we will get lucky and see the Pud-Troller of the Gay Bath Housescommuning with dangerous animals and take himself out of the gene pool,the way so many other liberals have done!
Drew, GcSpunk and Leonard puffer can simply fuck off.Leonard, you vile cunt, you will know the truth of your existence in due course.Disabled toilet.
Hey, Leonard! When you do find "... the truth of your existence ... ", would you look around to see if the truth of mine is there too? I've been puzzled as to why I exist - if I do indeed even exist - for decades.Near as I can figure out, I may have been intended to be a tennis ball - or a Roque mallet - but I'm really not sure. Maybe a Frisbee.Disabled Toilet was obviously intended to be a hefty-size tampon (for those heavy days). That's probably why he like his Mom's basement. Dark and dank, with occasional unfortunate odors.
Speaking of uncomfortable odors emanating from the nether-regions of ourfriends mother, I will attach a link to a Youtube video that describesher to a T:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-tHfxEEZBa4PS I found the truth of the Pud-Trollers existence when I wiped astubborn Klingon off my ass the last time I took a shit! This is likeshooting fish in a barrel.
Leonard, you disturbing cunt, you will be destroyed by the dark net Alfie trolls.Disabled toilet.
It looks like the Pud-Troller is trying (yet again) to insult and threatenme. Too bad his keyboard is too slick from the sperm he wiped off hislips with his fingers because it is (as usual,) incomprehensible drivelfrom an uneducated Millennial idiot living in his mommy's basement!Another song, this time sung by the Pud-Trollers dad:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FZ82_3tGM3U
Leonard, do you realise what a cretin you are?I don't think you do. Fuck off.Disabled toilet.
Leonard, the time has come to say goodbye. Live the rest of your time on this earth with joy and love.Everly abled toilet.
Another song about the Pud-Trollers mother:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n02BTTLa0EU
I just found a photo of the Pud-trollers mom:http://mitchieville.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/hotdog.png
Hey, LJ! I know her!She's the skank that came up to me in San Diego at the airport in 1982 and offered to give me a High Colonic with her tongue!
I am just getting started! Well, it is all contingent on him getting thefuck off this Blog and never returning. Since nobody answered my questionabout why I am on such a crusade against the little bone smoker, here is theanswer: My first message to Bukkake Boy came after I got sick of the Cretanthreatening physical harm to Flaxen Saxon.He and his imaginary minions were going to pay the old man a "visit." Thatis why I all but gave the Spunk Swallower turn by turn directions to myplace that even a fucking idiot could follow. That is also why I setthat Wikipedia trap using Louis Zamperini as bait. He played right intomy hands by not reading the entire article covering this WWII hero. Once he knew that I lived within spitting distance of Zamperini Field, he and his army of "Hackers" should have had no trouble locating me!Homosexual Milleanneal losers are not among the sharpest knives in the drawer, so it was like shooting fish in a barrel. I knew he would noteven try fuck with me. Now, I never met Flaxen Saxon but if someone withNapoleon complex threatens my buddies, I will never stand by and do nothing.It's just the Boy Scout in me!
Steamboat,, you can just fuck off, you piece of human detritus. At least Leonard presents a formidable foe, who will be dealt with soon enough.Leonard, your inane ramblings above have no impact on me. I'm a Zen Master compared with your crass American right-wing nationalistic ideology. Nothing you say impacts on me in any way. It simply shows you up for the cretin that you are.Prepare for the forthcoming installment, Leonard, of the 60 year old (estimated) Lone Ranger Leonard, who takes it up the ass from his well hung Indian sidekick.Fuck off. Eat shit. Disabled toilet.
Barnacle Bill dates the Pud-Trollers Mommy:At least now we know how she got that way!https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=APlSL_XRhd4
Oh No Steamboat, now he is threatening me! I would fear Pee WeeHerman before I would this limped dick mamas boy living in his mother's basement. Since I have since moved to the High Desertof Southern California, I should try giving him detailed directions, butI would die of old age waiting for the chicken-shit fairy to show up!The Nob-gobbler does not impress me in the least.
The look the Pud-Trollers mother gets when she wants a good schlonging:http://www.netanimations.net/Moving-animated-picture-of-monkey-smile.gif
You'll have to up your performance for me to give a shit about your pathetic replies, Leonard, you foolish cunt.You're living in the desert? I wish you were, your stench fills the skies for miles around your carcass, you perma dribbling fucktard.By the way, fool, I've no interest in ever meeting you in real life. Disabled toilet.
Well its been a month, I am going to quit coming here to see if hes alive anymore, sad, this was a great site.
McGoo -Here's a "guestie" to rekindle your A&A memories. Or mammaries.Am looking for some of those "when you see it" pics.PS - we installed an American Standard Champion 4 toilet a few years ago, and I have to say it is the most ENABLED toilet that's ever been made. Swallows anything, up to an including the biggest Clinton whoppers going.
Thanks Drew! She can twang my string any time!
Nice snooch Drew! I'll bet that quiver between her legs is warmand wet.Re the toilet, it reminds me of the Ferguson Flushmaster fromthe classic episode of Married: With Children. WABOOSH!Someone close to Soylent should give us an update. This prolongedabsence is causing me to worry about him!
Yeah,LJ, I'm beginning to think "the thrill is gone" regarding our host. Posting snooch can get tiresome. Believe me .... I know. :-)BTW: Drew - search Yahoo (or whoever) on the term "when you see it you'll shit" for crap-loads (heh!) of 'em.God-damn it! how many of those "select all photos with street signs" thingies do I have to hit? Christ!
And while I'm a rant on the subject of "I am not a robot" tests,A) When you ask me to "check all photos with cars" , DON'T expect me to count trucks or diesel cabs!B) When you ask me to "check all photos showing salads, DON'T expect me to recognize sea-weed or mowed hay as a salad!C) When you ask me to check all photos with roads, DON'T expect me to check a fucking footpath!
Steamy - Oh you know it. Those things are a total pain. Especially when the damn signpost counts as part of the street sign. And that one with the store fronts!! Aaaarrrghh!!!Seaweed salad is a wonderful side dish at snoochi restaurants. Nothing tastier than some freshly spread clam. On rice of course!
I still have Soylent's E-Mail address. My problem is that while I wantto know how he is doing, I hesitate to use it. Sick, dead or experiencingsome form of tragedy, I want him back providing us with a shitload of quality Snooch, but not at the expense of his health, or his family!It is the not knowing that is killing us.
I just found the favorite product of the cum slurping Pud-Troller'smother:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NxMl4ZXNqDc
What a dreadful cunt this faggot, Leonard Jones, actually is. He posts links to irrelevant YouTube posts that seemingly insult me.Leonard is an example of the older generation who, unfortunately, have access to online activities. Leonard, you should have your access removed, you are clearly disturbed. You have a mental condition which should result in your incarceration. You a danger to those around you, you worry me cunt.On the other hand, just fuck off. I'm back to work in the morning after a well deserved break on the beaches of Spain. Before that, I'm off to enjoy a threesome, with all holes available. You're old, so you can't get it up anymore. Can you wank anymore?Disabled toilet.
Leonard, Soylent , goodbye spunk masters. Disabled toilet.
" I'm off to enjoy a threesome, with all holes available. "Bought some puppies, eh?
Looks the "Head" Pud-Troller got his Starbucks job back aftera long vacation in his mommies basement! I am not buying thisfor a second, as a Millennial, he couldn't find a job cleaningout Port-O-Potties. And I have little doubt he couldn't even namethe capital city of Spain!We have all probably seen the little turd in those man on the street interviews that Jesse Waters does.
Must have category five or better protection before slitting themeat to the Pud-Troller's Mommie:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dYhYz2SW7pI
Leonard, it seems to me that having watched the last video you posted that you have met Bob and Tom during your pathetic life on this rock.Bob the truck driver met you in the toilet of a remote New Mexico cafe.Tom met you in the back alley of a well known Ivy League frequented bar. You couldn't attend an Ivy League college if you tried. By the way, Tom is a sausage jockey, what does that say about you?We may carry on our war of words in the future,but you cannot defeat me, Leonard.I know that you will not respond.Disabled toilet.
Typical comment from a brain-dead Millennial. Despite claiming amonopoly on tolerance and compassion, they always falsely accuseothers of being homos. Tom Griswold is not a sausage jockey!The jizz slurping Pud-Troller of the gay bath houses is engaging intypical liberal transference. Newsflash, it does nothing to deflectfrom the fact the Bologna smoker knew about an obscure sex act thatonly he and his fellow queer pals engage in. Another video for his mommy, this time for a product she needs:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=phJpKG6Lqi0
Has anyone ever noted that Leonard has displayed an exemplary knowledge of gay-porno over the past two years?I'm not surprised that this creature suffers from sexual frustration. He's an old man, long past his sexual prime, who will never ram another young beguiling woman. Every comment that this loser posts on this backwater reveals another trait of his fallen soul.Leonard, repent now before the Master. Disabled toilet.
Well, I finally found a photo of the nob gobblers mommy with herboyfriend du jour:http://67-72chevytrucks.com/vboard/attachment.php?attachmentid=111435&stc=1&d=1102807420
A sight the peter puffing Pud-Troller will sadly never see in real life:http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Gln8bhdwYw/VWFbfnHwTbI/AAAAAAAAhms/5P-hGstrvcA/s640/tumblr_nnhkhccET91u0mshto1_500.gif
5 weeks now. No signs of life. Even the defibsnoochulator isn't working. Should we make the call Doctor??Sadness :-(
I am with you Drew. One of Soylent's friends or family members needsto speak up. While I may be having fun fucking with the dick-smokingmillennial troll, this site is not the same without him!While there are a few sites like his on the Intertubes, this was thebest of the lot. We need to know one way or another.PS What is the defibsnoochulator? If it involves putting thepaddles to big tittied womyn, I (at least used to be) Red CrossFirst Aid-CPR-AED certified. Besides having a MUCH better view,women are better because you do not have to waste time shavingoff chest hair, but then I have never had to zap the Pud-Trollersmom!
Leonard - you know how a veterinarian uses a cat scan right? He passes a cat in front of a sick dog, and if there's no reaction, then the dog has no hope. Same kind of thing; bring out the first class titties and if nothing happens ... maybe it's time to face reality.I think I have an email address for our Mr. Soylent, and will send him a concerned email. It's a couple years old. Will keep everyone posted if I hear anything.
I (also) have just sent him an email - like Drew, to an old (Soylent sage) address.Maybe notes from the two of us will evoke a response.-Steamboat McGoo-Oh, God! Now I have to do that fucking "Prove I am not a Robot" thingy again! Arrgghh!
OK - I hereby declare SG to be MIA, and presumed dead.I found another email address belonging to him, but I'm not even gonna bother.And now - the robot - possibly for the last time. I hope its not the 'salad' one. I hate the salad one.its the street sign one - again.
No response for me either. "SG"?? I thought this was "CM"'s blog? Maybe poor whoever-the-initials actually is dead. Or in jail. Or kidnapped by aliens. Or the Men in Black got him. He made these alternate sites because of paranoia, IIRC. Damn, any way you look at it, it's sad. I'll miss him. Time to restart A&A for the 4th time maybe? More tales about life down on the ____, kitties, coyotes, giant aerials, and drilling more holes in concrete walls? We've had snooch, now we need more Amazing Science tied to Leftist Insanity. And I really do need to shit a brick or two.
Drew - don't tempt me.There's plenty of weird Science & Tech shit (and pseudo-science & horseshit tech) out there. And I have a opinion - or at least a viewpoint - on all of it! LOLAnd I have several unpublished "Denny's & Goths" - now Millennials, BTW - adventures that were written years ago. But for some of them I have actual covert video, specifically recorded for the Disbelieving Masses. (My MK II Cane-Camera worked great after I hardware-hacked the living shit out of a Nikon CoolPix L28!)But just thinking about plying the Snooch sites again (and fighting the virii and malware) for a daily dose of decent & post-able snooch makes me dog-tired.Maybe that's what happened to SG (yes CM, actually)? He may have just gotten snooch-hunt fatigue. Happened to me!
One of the bad points about Blogging is that it is an activity prettymuch reserved for people with a lot of time on their hands. Translation:Someone between retirement and death.As we get older, things start to malfunction and I am not just talkingED issues. We need to get some definitive proof before we declare ourbeloved Snoochmeister dead. Someone out there has to have news ofhis condition. If he has gone tits up, we need to chug some suds inhis honor since a Viking funeral will be out of the question.And as for my old friend The Great And Glorious Steamboat, let us seeif he can take a hint:https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/04/42/6c/04426ce9e9d40953e0a226d5538f2ae3.jpg
PS When I sent Soylent my short essay on glowbull worming, I vaguelyremember that his name was Christopher. I am looking at a list ofE-Mail address from a long dead system I saved in CSV format. I see a CELKINSxx@etc.com. It is out of alphabetic order and right next to his soylentxxxx@ etc.Does this ring a bell with anyone?
No more photos of naked women for you perverts to wank over?
LJ - "Celkins" is not his last name. Or I have his last name wrong. His initials are "CM" - as Drew mentioned.God, I loved Monty Python. I have the entire TV collection - all 14 DVDs - all of their movies.And now for something completely irritating ... the robot.Again.I bet if they put Allison Angels snooch on the robot test and ask me to identify it, I could.Or whatshernames - Nicole Graves? Or Jana Cova. She has not aged gracefully.
You are right Steamboat, that jogged my memory. I may recall his lastname if I do not spend too much time thinking about it. I always rememberthe name of an actor for instance at the exact same time I give uptrying to remember it.BTW that hint was all about an image that often adorned your old Blog.It would be too much to ask of you to revive it!Holy shit! If I can dig through Soylent's archives just before Isent him that short essay, he posted his personal E-Mail address.I will dig into it!
Dead end Steamboat. I went back to April 2014 when he posted my piece.worked my way backward about a month before I remembered thedetails of my communications with him. I used his Blogs E-mail address so that he could get my personal address. He thenresponded via his personal address.The machine I was using at the time is long dead, and I am no longerusing the same E-Mail provider. His personal address was for thelongest time in my contacts list. There is a slim chance I may havesome archived contacts list, but I would not hold my breath.PS the name Marlow seems to come to mind, but I could not swear toit. I only E-Mailed him once and consider it a violation of a sacredtrust to ever compromise a Blogger. I am in regular contact with Ant^%#(#^T!and have NEVER violated his identity.PPS Going back to 2014, I was surprised at just how civil the toneon Soylent was. It was a fine group of gentlemen who appreciated thefemale form in all its beauty and glory. Those were the days beforethe peter puffing Millennial troll came along!
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