03 December 2009

Blame it on the Dic-dic-dic-dick




I'm willing to bet this is how Tiger's looking right about now. That sad expression is the dwindling of money that he's going to lose thanks to his dick.

That's right.

His dick.

Yet again a dick has fucked up a couple of lives. Jumpoffs, wive, kids, his own, all thanks to his dick.

I always knew dick was a powerful thing, but now these suckers are ruining lives on the regular. That kinda makes me scared. How is it that a dick can seriously fuck up a life?

Honestly, if I were a man, a RICH man at that; I would never get married and just get escorts. Then again, if I'm rich, I'm fucking EVERYBODY! I think what amazes me the most about these cheating hoenastics is the type of the jumpoff involved.

Anyone who knows me, knows I eternally HEART the show CHEATERS. The one thing that always stand out on the men and women who cheat is the level of fuckery that goes on. Not only are they cheating, but they're cheating with someone that looks like they were picked up off the Dan Ryan exit ramp. I thought the intent was to screw up, not screw down.

The only real tragedy about this whole romp is the children and the possibility of not growing up with both their parents.

So, Tiger, when you take your next shower, just make sure you thank your dick. It really fucked you over this time and not in the way you thought you'd get fucked!

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