Bizarre Butt Embellishments
I see by my calendar that today is Ass Wednesday. Ass Wednesday marks the beginning of Lint, the time of year when winter clothes traditionally begin to break down from being worn constantly.
In honor of this pointlessly offensive introduction, I present this pointlessly tasteless exhibit of bizarre butt embellishments.
Talk about having a bug up your butt, and continuing in the automotive theme…
These trucks haul ass! But this probably gets better gas mileage…
…and speaking of rude gestures…
Fuck me? Please.
…but I was just getting started.
Probably just needs a jump start.
… or maybe it requires a deposit
Hi-ho hi-ho, it’s off to work we go…
Now that you know where he’s been, maybe you don’t want to find him.
scwewy wabbit
Meow! I think this is a fortune tookie. What’s my lucky number?
…and I’ll bet 28 to bring up the rear.
but this is not my game, or my ass for that matter.
and New York is not my town.
This is your brain on ass, so remember…
So, where are you from?
…and how about you?
long way from home, I guess.
nice rack!
nice rack!
Government inspected!
…rejected, and given the boot.
ass art.
more ass art.
colorful ass art.
Monochromatic ass art.
ass art portrait.
Blacklight ass art
some fresh ass art. bet she doesn’t sit down much for the next few days. Speaking of painful…
Hemorrhoids? Maybe you should see a doctor…
…like Dr. Phil, and speaking of celebrities…
…who is Kanye?
In a no-holds barred cage match, who would win, Hulk or…
Homer? and while we’re watching the Simpsons, how about…
…and…
…and…
Plenty of competition in that field. especially if you consider this…
…or this…
…or this…
I’d call this a warning sign.
Some asses can be demanding…
..
…while some just crave attention
Some asses were meant for each other…
It’s better than frying!
Some asses get you high….
…while others have wings…
…to fly over the asstrophere.
Gucci, putting the ass in class.
Some asses are biblical…
…some asses are topical, even if they are out of date…
…and some asses can say it in 140 characters or less.
…and this is where it happens.
The proof is in the poo-ding.
Why so glum? Is it because we’ve come to the ass-end of this post?
Until next week, here’s looking at you!
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