Adam Sandler, who last we heard was busy shooting Bedtime Stories with Hairspray/The Pacifier/Bringing Down the House director Adam Shankman, in which he plays "Skeeter Bronson" [I'm not even kidding you], broke his ankle playing basketball this weekend.
This was clearly an attempt by God to stop two forces of evil from combining powers. Either that or chubby, 40-year-old Jewish guys are just bad at basketball. One of the two. In either case, it didn’t work because according to the AP, the injury will not affect production.
God is currently considering a plan B, and, SPOILER ALERT, it involves platypi.
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*Spot is reminded of a sight too common in the computer room of the home*
Is that a coffee mug or a Häagen-Dazs® container with a handle?
How does Adam Sandler in his boxers drinking a coffee remind spot of his master sitting on the office chair, naked, mastrubating to
Klingongaygay Klingon porno?And he is 25 years younger than Indy (Ow my hip) Jones…
*Spot has no master*
To imply I have a master is terrible! At best that loud, fat, smelly walking pile of hu-mon blubber is a capable man beast for filling my food bowl.
I think I hear a fraidy-cat avoiding the question at hand.
I don’t see the fascination with boxers. If I wanted that much restriction, I’d wear pants on a regular basis.
Wait a damn minute! Fek, I thought you had a pet targ! There is no way that you have a targ and a cat living under the same roof as we all know the targ’s predatory disposition. What gives?
Yeah well, we can’t all run around in robes and sandals now can we J?
(o o)
*Spot stares at erswi accusingly*
*Spot flips his tail in erswi’s general direction*
Looks like he’s morphing into Rip Torn.
I wear boxer breifs so my dick won’t pop out that dick slit in the front. And I make sure they are dark colored so my skid marks aren’t visible.
Yup. I got the world at my fingertips.
"No Fly Zone".
Dear God, you’re about 20 movies too late.
Sarah Larson is biting another girl’s ass on the other site ( <— erswi that was for you, man). This is the banner pic: http://wwtdd.com/photo.phtml?post_key=4233&photo_key=7503
-_-
Again I catch you guys involved in a sausage fest.
Boxer briefs are for chumps. Knit boxers with the super soft waistband is where it’s at.
S’up Eibz, how goes your Fool’s Day?
Foolish
and cold. Its cold here today. Damn Texas.
Oh and Adam Sandler sucks.
And I dont like underwear.
Yeah, that sounds about right. Mine isn’t going much better. Can you believe my boss wants me to actually accomplish some work today? What the hell?
BAstard!!!Doesnt he realize how much we need you?
BITCH! Not you, her and no I don’t think she does. WHORE! Again, not you.
Eib, is that a Mon Chi Chi?
There’s a kid at my work here that has his hair growing like a Mon Chi Chi. I asked if his mouth is fashioned for my dick like it is for his thumb.
Speaking of thumb’s and Mon Chi Chi’s. If a Mon Chi Chi had a thumb like Lance, it would require a mouth like Lisa Rinna.
Mon Chi Chis Rockin’ the Jew Fro before Jew Fros were cool.
*Chodin climbs up out of pool in a red bikini, sprinklers mist him as he approaches the group. He removes his top to reveal the nicest pair of titties ever seen*
Huh? What’s everybody looking at?
yes, monchichi
And that, Pauly… is the answer to the Moses Code.
I soon as I posted that Burnsy, I felt a great weight come off my chest.
chodin, Moving in Stereo, too?
I can tell you definitively that that is a Mon Chi Chi, Burnsy. Know why? I’ve got the kind of raging boner that only a Mon Chi Chi can give. Speaking of which, I eschew boxers. And briefs. I only wear ‘Persian Cut’ g-string underwears, the shinier the better. Yambag, GO!
*Fek’lhr butts in real quick*
That’s no Monchichi!
It’s a SPACE STATION!That’s Lance!!!Last night, my wife and I went to the discoteque and purchased herbal ecstasy. Then we ingested the drugs. We became intoxicated.
GLEB KNOWS HOW TO FUCKING PARTY!
Your’e coming to PAULY-PALOOZA right, Glen?
Hey, Chodin. Nice tits, fag-mo.
Ok, you can tell its not Lance by the pink bow. Lance would have a blue bow.
Hey, I’m just twisting your tails – it’s April Fool’s day! We didn’t really do that stuff I said.
Kahless hates liars, Glen. He will send you to Grethor to be tormented endlessly at the hands of The Mighty Fek’lhr!
I don’t know what any of that means, but it sure sounds funny.