This is a commercial from the Netherlands that uses a guy who guts a stripper alive as a metaphor for gutting fish alive. Wait, are they trying to say gutting fish alive is bad? This ad isn’t effective at all. [via videogum]
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I prefer strippers with guts. I’m more interested on what’s on the inside. Like chlamydia.
Screaming “Word Wakker” is now my second favorite way of getting my wife out of bed in the morning.
The banner on Brokencool’s page in no way leads you to believe that it’s creator is a sissyfied, pansy ass cocksmoker. I was expecting some sort of humor about the joke that was Jackson’s circle jerk.
It’s funny because strippers are already dead on the inside.
Dammit Donk!
I could never date a stripper, mainly because I’d get jealous if the bitch stole my tips. Well LA DI DA, you don’t have to tuck anything back.
All the strippers I know still enjoy my rusty fish hook.
*adds BrokenCool to list of blogs that make him want to spend time outside*
Just kidding. It’s always fun to see a little girl exploited by the family that her deceased father spent his entire adult life shunning.
If you’re Helen Keller, strippers and fish are the same thing.
The good news is that when Joe Jackson found out he couldn’t charge for tickets he at least made Michael’s daughter blow him in her father’s empty casket.
When I read the list of celebrities who were personally invited by the Jackson family, I uncovered a shocking revelation. Levar Burton was on the list. The former host of Reading Rainbow must have been Michael’s child pimp.
Vince, you have to be this tall… * holds hand sideways six inches over Vince’s head * …to appreciate Stacy Keibler lingerie pics.
Ah Stacy Keibler…*checks lotion supply* Ima gonna cook up somethin good tonight.
Fuck, when this guy says “I want to be up in ‘em guts!” he fucking means it!
It smells like Dead Hooker in here. Ah, I love the smell of FilmDrunk in the morning.
Depressed Teenager=Cutter
Hungry and Horny Fisherman=Gutter
Addendum
Guts on the floor=Clutter