This needs to be set to the song 'Girls Just Want to Have Fun'
You are so fucking lazy
http://www.youtubedoubler.com/?video1=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube .com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DpvUXjmV3ZQY&start1=&video2=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.you tube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DPIb6AZdTr-A&start2=&authorName=Fart
|Johnny Madhouse |
I feel pretty good for inspiring this latest trend in videos. Not gonna lie.
Quick LJ: A friend of mine was pushed into a dairy settling pond far less thick than this one and managed to get skin parasites. When he put medicinal cream on to eradicate the bugs from his pores, they pushed it back out. He said he could see little pellets of cream appearing all over his chest not thirty seconds after applying it.
This fetish makes practitioners disgusting parasite breeding grounds, is the upshot.
Tell him that you need to put vaseline on after the cream.
|dr tits |
i like to imagine that he got stuck in there and drowned, and the only reason anyone found out what happened to him is that they found his camera and saw the video.
Kale1hawaii (2 months ago) Show Hide
Looks like stinky nasty dirty fun!
fucking hell, are you serious? i have a really difficult time understanding this SFW fetish
He's just looking for Biff's car.
I've been swimming in raw sewage. I love it.
I love the highway sounds. They really make this video. What I am imagining is that this is in Texas someplace where a Hurricane destroyed the house that this pool belongs to, and all that is left is the pool and some stone staircases and half a chimney. This guy saw the old pool one day driving out to his offshore job and the idea to do this was born.
It also seems highly unsanitary.
|Syd Midnight |
He's acting out the kind of scatalogical story I'd write when I was 8. "Then Mr Poop jumped into a giant swimming pool full of cow poop". I'd have died laughing if I'd seen this.
The video is gone now, but here is a poem:
Slow mottled gray skies, the empty plains
somewhere in the blown out corridor from
Houston to Galveston. Highway and plane
noise, far enough for privacy but frisson-
near enough for wanderers to run, run
the risk of observation, forced sight:
so much more than the dead camera, glum
in its facile adsorption of light.
An old abandoned pool languishing right
behind an encroached upon foundation,
obscenely, a chimney still stands, a blight
within a blight within a blight within station-
ary air. He mugs against the gray sky
and falls into shit for the camera's eye.
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