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I'll condescend to you all I want, bee-yatch. If you don't want to be
condescended to, don't act like a putz.
-- Mr. Bad
Ernie's House of Whoop Ass
2001-11-10 18:40:11
Ernie has it down and he's serving up some major Internet Whoop Ass at his humble little site. There certainly is a lot to see and do at EHoWA - you can spend several hours browsing through this extensive collection of hard-core-in-your-face-just-fuck-off and-die-because-I-don't-care-what-you-think material.
It is clear that many people will dislike what they find at EHaWA - like your boss, for example. However, Ernie does have his adorning fans - just check out the tits page where hundreds of Ernieette's have scrawled messages of their devotion for Ernie on their breasts. I love a man with a plan.
The most interesting stuff is found on the download page. It is quite of collection of video and audio recording that depict some of humankind's more expressive moments. You do need to be careful at work as some of them will definitely piss off that pointed haired manager of yours and most of the videos are of question moral turpitude and others are just down right misogynistic. These clips are in a variety of formats, so if you want to browse the whole collection you are gonna need quicktime, realmedia and the microshaft viewer.
Some of the videos are particularly educational. I hadn't realized that the spinner card in a Twister game had a section labelled left hand pink... fortunately, the girls that were playing were both naked and most creative in complying with that dictum.
There is also a video short of a woman and a balloon. She has a talent most men would appreciate and most women would envy.
But the pièce de rèsistance is Fuckhead. After years of reading rotten.com, I'm surprised to find something new and fresh on the Internet... I was shocked... amazed... stunned.... I donno know, words can't really to an adequate job describing it, you really have to see for yourself. Now long time followers of the Pigdog mailing list know that occasionally we are blessed with a visit from the esteemed Trevor "Fuckhead" Johnson. However, as much as I as I like Trev, this gentleman (a term used in the loosest possible manner) is truly the real Fuckhead. His partner also has quite a talent - what a team they make.
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