10. 'Treefingers'
09. 'In Limbo'
08. 'Optimistic'
07. 'Kid A'
06. 'The Morning Bell'
05. 'Everything in Its Right Place'
04. 'Motion Picture Soundtrack'
03. 'The National Anthem'
02. 'How to Disappear Completely'
01. 'Idioteque'
Discuss.
Bored Blog Trivia Question: I really fucking hate one of the players on this list. Which one is it? (Hint: He's a rat piece of shit)
Top 20 Right Fielder Seasons since 1979 (per Win Shares)
1. Sammy Sosa, 2001 - Chicago Cubs 42.4 Win Shares
Year Ag Tm Lg G AB R H 2B 3B HR RBI SB CS BB SO BA OBP SLG *OPS+ TB SH SF IBB HBP GDP
+--------------+---+----+----+----+---+--+---+----+---+--+---+---+-----+-----+-----+----+----+---+---+---+---+---+
2001 32 CHC NL 160 577 146 189 34 5 64 160 0 2 116 153 .328 .437 .737 203 425 0 12 37 6 6
2. Jose Canseco, 1988 - Oakland A's 38.9
3. Tony Gwynn, 1997 - San Diego Padres 38.6
4. Bobby Abreu, 2004 - Philadelphia Phillies 37.0
5. Ichiro Suzuki, 2001 - Seattle Mariners 36.0
6. Magglio Ordonez, 2007 - Detroit Tigers 35.6
7. Brian Giles, 2005 - San Diego Padres 35.4
8. Sammy Sosa, 1998 - Chicago Cubs 35.2
9. Tony Gwynn, 1984 - San Diego Padres 35.0
10. Manny Ramirez, 1999 - Cleveland Indians 34.7
11. Gary Sheffield, 2003 - Atlanta Braves 34.5
12. Gary Sheffield, 1996 - Florida Marlins 34.5
13. Shawn Green, 2001 - Los Angeles Dodgers 34.2
14. Ruben Sierra, 1989 - Texas Rangers 34.2
15. J.D. Drew, 2004 - Atlanta Braves 34.0
16. Dave Winfield, 1979 - San Diego Padres 33.0
17. Gary Sheffield, 2005 - New York Yankees 32.7
18. Lance Berkman, 2004 - Houston Astros 32.3
19. Larry Walker, 1997 - Colorado Rockies 32.0
20. Vladimir Guerrero, 2007 - Los Angeles Angels 31.6
8 p.m.
• So I was never into the whole YouTube deal. See small videos on my computer. Whatever.
Boy was I wrong.
Now I started warming up to this web site when TSM began allowing video tags into posts, but what sealed the deal for me was when I learned you could rip music from music videos and save them as MP3.
Now I can re-live all my old-school rap tapes. Yeah, boooooy.
In just minutes I have re-established one of the greatest sides of a cassette tape there ever was. What set of songs am I talking about?
Aw fuck yeah. A two-tape collection of Too Short's material before he signed with Jive records. The A side to the first tape in this package is one of my all-time favorite set of songs. Now let me take a trip down memory lane [/biz Markie]
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Invasion of the Flat Booty Bitches
Forget about Mexicans, you don't want your town to be invaded by a bunch of Miss six o'clocks (straight up and straight down). Let's experience the horror
Well, at least Todd Shaw is results-oriented.
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She's a Bitch
Nearly 10 minutes of deep lyrics about the social commentary of urban America during Reaganomics. Common, the Roots and Q-Tip ain't got shit on this.
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The Bitch Sucks Dick
Are we starting to pick up a trend with these songs? Too bad this song gets cut off at the end because the best line is at the very end (see the bolded text).
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Blowjob Betty
Now some of you may be wondering, "kkk, I listened to Too Short's 'Get In Where You Fit In' album and he has a song there called 'Blowjob Betty.' Did he actually re-release this song on that album?" The answer is yes. Too Short has a tendency to sing the same songs on different albums, although I consider this version of BB to be more fulfilling. Call it the creme de la creme.
I won't reveal the story of Blowjob Betty, but let's just say it comes to quite the climax.
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Short Side
This is the second part to the Blowjob Betty track, or at least the background sounds the same. I don't care much for the end when he's messing with the vocals, but whatever. His first "biiiiiiiitch" at 0:35 is still my all-time favorite of his. Oh, and
...sounds vaguely familiar that's because it should be. I quit counting how many times I've heard this verse on his other albums. And God bless him. From selling tapes with Freddie B. in high school to millionaire.
7 p.m.
• So the better half had an interview today, and her interviewer was wearing a "Hillary Supporter For Obama" button. Nice. You know what was better? The feminazi's first question being about a place Mrs. kkk worked at 4+ years ago, which was a Catholic hospital. The interviewer was trying to find out if she was Catholic. (Mrs. kkk is, but that's not the reason she worked at said hospital.) Of course, never mind the fact that the better half only lasted 7 months at that job because it was run by dumbfucks. Because, you know, everyone who works at a Catholic organization must automatically be of that religion.
Now I guess I could go on and say, "OMG liberals are the most intolerant of all people" or something like that, but I was at an interview back in December where the idiot interviewing me had a Bush/Cheney mug on his desk.
• I'm sure this picture in question has already been taken down, and I'm not a regular to Mr. Cooley's blog, but peep this, especially the boldface:
How could you NOT notice this little part of the picture? And I thought I was packing light down there.
7:45 p.m.
• Regarding Cooley, I just ventured into the "Pictures I Like" Thread.
5:30 p.m.
• This entry is dedicated to SFAJack, who is dealing with a hurricane named Ike. Didn't George W. Bush get the memo that you voted for him? If so, I'm sure he would have steered this path of destruction toward a bluer part of the state.
You've commented on the subject of your "welcomed guests to Houston" before, so I thought you might like this.
6 p.m.
• To keep up with the "SFA Jack/Texas/Underclass" theme, here's a blast from the past from Mr. Jack's state that I'm sure makes him proud.
Don't forget the remix/radio version/whatever the hell this is supposed to be. I'm still trying to figure out why this song is called "Bald Head Gals" when the chorus contains the more explicit word. Oh well, at least the part with the horse got a chuckle out of me.
Finally, to complete today's Willie Dee trifecta, this one (0:30) goes out to Whoppi Goldberg, who, if McCain gets elected, will be first to go up on the slave auctioning block.
You know, I remember back in '04 Cameron Diaz said that if you think rape should be legal then don't vote. Slaves, rape: when is all of the good stuff really going to happen? Keep your tax cuts, just let me stick my weiner in Diaz's mouth. No, I don't want a blow job; I'm just tired of hearing her voice.
6:15 p.m.
• OK, this is why I love rap. If you listened to the third song in the Willie Dee collection above you would have noticed there was a female saying she had a pussy the size of Bolivia. Well, Willie Dee's "Controversy" album was released in 1989. Just three years later, Willie D (guess the "ee" fared poorly in the focus groups), released the following...
And WTF?
The high price is more than $100.
Oh, and here is the song that Choice did which caused Mr. D's scorn.
It's 300th Blog Entry Spectacular!
Or just another random list.
Biggest surprise about this list is how little Ken Griffey Jr. shows up on it but he did spend a lot of years in the hitter friendly Kingdome.
Top 20 Center Fielder Seasons since 1979 (per Win Shares)
1. Carlos Beltran, 2006 - New York Mets 38.3 Win Shares
Year Ag Tm Lg G AB R H 2B 3B HR RBI SB CS BB SO BA OBP SLG *OPS+ TB SH SF IBB HBP GDP
+--------------+---+----+----+----+---+--+---+----+---+--+---+---+-----+-----+-----+----+----+---+---+---+---+---+
2006 29 NYM NL 140 510 127 140 38 1 41 116 18 3 95 99 .275 .388 .594 150 303 1 7 6 4 6
2. Rickey Henderson, 1985 - New York Yankees 37.7
3. Jim Edmonds, 2004 - St. Louis Cardinals 36.0
4. Willie McGee, 1985 - St. Louis Cardinals 35.9
5. Ken Griffey Jr., 1997 - Seattle Mariners 35.7
6. Lenny Dykstra, 1990 - Philadelphia Phillies 35.2
7. Andy Van Slyke, 1992 - Pittsburgh Pirates 34.6
8. Fred Lynn, 1979 - Boston Red Sox 34.0
9. Robin Yount, 1989 - Milwaukee Brewers 33.5
10. Ichiro Suzuki, 2007 - Seattle Mariners 33.4
11. Bernie Williams, 1999 - New York Yankees 33.1
12. Dale Murphy, 1984 - Atlanta Braves 32.5
13. Al Bumbry, 1980 - Baltimore Orioles 32.5
14. Lenny Dykstra, 1993 - Philadelphia Phillies 32.4
15. Dale Murphy, 1982 - Atlanta Braves 31.8
16. Dale Murphy, 1983 - Atlanta Braves 31.6
17. Kirby Puckett, 1988 - Minnesota Twins 31.5
18. Tim Raines, 1984 - Montreal Expos 31.5
19. Kirby Puckett, 1992 - Minnesota Twins 31.3
20. Robin Yount, 1988 - Milwaukee Brewers 31.3
7 p.m.
• So this week I finally said goodbye to an old friend from my college days. And good fucking riddance. For those that experienced the ol’ university system, or for those that are currently going through this ordeal, you undoubtedly had a buddy or two that would freeload off of you and your other pals.
Well I finally said “No, Mooch” to my very own version. Every month or so this bastard would pop up and ask for some money. Sure giving him some cash every now and then didn’t break my budget, but Jesus Christ – get a job!
Who was this friend?
My school loan.
After paying off the better half’s credit card debt we spent the next year or so building up a decent rainy day fund. The next step was to put away enough money to pay off the car and my school loan. At the time there were about six payments left on the car, and by the time the final payment would be made there would also be enough cash saved up to pay off the school loan. Of course, the car was ONE PAYMENT away from being paid off when all hell broke loose (another entry for another time), so a car payment is back on the slate. However, I was hell-bent on getting rid of this goddamn school loan by the end of this year. I guess it makes matters worse considering I loathe my alma mater. I went to a community college for two years post-high school while I figured out what I wanted to do with my life. After two years I took my credits and transferred to a local school that I thought would provide a good education.
Boy was I wrong.
After about a year I realized what a terrible decision I made. Now was time to make a choice: Stick it out for another year-and-a-half or transfer to some other cesspool and spend even more money getting a piece of paper that’s tucked away somewhere in my house, either in a storage closet or the fruit cellar. (Yeah, I keep a bunch of queers in my basement.)
Once I graduated it was time to make those monthly payments. I never paid them any mind; I simply made the monthly payment. After I while when my degree was proving worthless in my search for gainful employment I began to get pissed at having to pay $109.47 each month to a place that I loathed to attend.
Not any more. Thanks to a one-time $5,100 payment.
Now I won’t have to see that monthly bill any more, reminding me of those two-and-a-half years of shit I went through. Boo-hoo. (Those nights leaving the Quickie-Mart at 2 a.m. only to get on a bus five hours later to attend an 8 a.m. class were especially fun.) But now the only reminders I have of that shit hole of an institution are when they send me alumni updates asking me for more money. I’m still waiting for the day when some poor student calls me during an alumni donation drive.
8:30 p.m.
• Here's something really sad to learn about me. When I first heard this song, I thought for quite some time that Compton was in Michigan. (0:25)
Actually, that's not the half of it. I almost failed 8th grade. In order to pass that year I had to take two summer school classes at my school plus a mail-order class. But hey, at least I was able to beat Ghouls 'n Ghosts on the Sega Genesis that year.
• As much as I'm trying to keep this from being All-Palidin All-The-Time, this is getting silly.
• There is justice in this world. Long story short: The much-talked-about welfare brood with the two test-tube kids was trying to add a third beaker into the bunch. Sadly, the turkey basting didn't take and now the matriarch of this bunch called the better half last night for some solace. This is funny to me, considering when Mrs. kkk suffered a miscarriage, this welfare queen said, among other things, "Well you can have one of mine; they're driving me CrAzY~!"
But the "justice" isn't with a family that can't take care of themselves failing at adding another mouth to feed.
The justice is that during this conversation Mrs. kkk learned that the State is no longer paying for their kids' health care? Why is that? Because the toothless Mexican can get health insurance through his job as a janitor. OH NOES! Having to take PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY!
Say what you want about Barry Bonds, and really please I insist you say nasty things about him, but he was really, really fucking good.
Top 20 Left Fielder Seasons since 1979 (per Win Shares)
1. Barry Bonds, 2001 - San Francisco Giants 53.9 Win Shares
Year Ag Tm Lg G AB R H 2B 3B HR RBI SB CS BB SO BA OBP SLG *OPS+ TB SH SF IBB HBP GDP
+--------------+---+----+----+----+---+--+---+----+---+--+---+---+-----+-----+-----+----+----+---+---+---+---+---+
2001 36 SFG NL 153 476 129 156 32 2 73 137 13 3 177 93 .328 .515 .863 259 411 0 2 35 9 5
2. Barry Bonds, 2004 - San Francisco Giants 53.0
3. Barry Bonds, 2002 - San Francisco Giants 48.9
4. Barry Bonds, 1993 - San Francisco Giants 46.7
5. Albert Pujols, 2003 - St. Louis Cardinals 41.1
6. Barry Bonds, 1992 - Pittsburgh Pirates 40.8
7. Barry Bonds, 2003 - San Francisco Giants 39.2
8. Barry Bonds, 1996 - San Francisco Giants 39.0
9. Rickey Henderson, 1990 - Oakland A's 38.9
10. Kevin Mitchell, 1989 - San Francisco Giants 37.7
11. Albert Belle, 1998 - Chicago White Sox 37.4
12. Barry Bonds, 1990 - Pittsburgh Pirates 36.7
13. Luis Gonzalez, 2001 - Arizona Diamondbacks 36.6
14. Barry Bonds, 1991 - Pittsburgh Pirates 36.5
15. Barry Bonds, 1997 - San Francisco Giants 36.4
16. Barry Bonds, 1995 - San Francisco Giants 36.1
17. Tim Raines, 1985 - Montreal Expos 35.8
18. Pedro Guerrero, 1985 - Los Angeles Dodgers 34.8
19. Rickey Henderson, 1980 - Oakland A's 33.9
20. Tim Raines, 1987 - Montreal Expos 33.8
8 p.m.
• Yeah, who needs preseason. All the good players will just get hurt anyway. (Just heard on NBC's recap show this injury is serious.)
• You know what I hate most about this commercial?
These people go to some yuppie place for dinner and they eat MACARONI AND CHEESE? I bet the bacon is what makes this dish decadent!
If I had to dress up for some tasting, it better be for some form of surf 'n turf.
About two nights ago, I had a dream that pornstar Wesley Pipes was narrating a day in my life. I woke up after the sixth or seventh time he said "Dick Dog."
Now I know what you're thinking. If A-Fraud had the best third baseman season of the last 30 years, he had to have had the best shortstop season. But thankfully my Judeo-Christian friends we have been saved! But not be Jeter!? This is an outrage! Obviously our Lord and Savior is saving his best for last.
Top 20 Shortstop Seasons since 1979 (per Win Shares)
1. Robin Yount, 1982 - Milwaukee Brewers 38.6 Win Shares
Year Ag Tm Lg G AB R H 2B 3B HR RBI SB CS BB SO BA OBP SLG *OPS+ TB SH SF IBB HBP GDP
+--------------+---+----+----+----+---+--+---+----+---+--+---+---+-----+-----+-----+----+----+---+---+---+---+---+
1982 26 MIL AL 156 635 129 210 46 12 29 114 14 3 54 63 .331 .379 .578 166 367 4 10 2 1 19
2. Alex Rodriguez, 2000 - Seattle Mariners 37.2
3. Alex Rodriguez, 2001 - Texas Rangers 36.8
4. Cal Ripken, 1984 - Baltimore Orioles 36.7
5. Alex Rodriguez, 2002 - Texas Rangers 35.5
6. Derek Jeter, 1999 - New York Yankees 35.3
7. Cal Ripken, 1983 - Baltimore Orioles 35.3
8. Alan Trammell, 1987 - Detroit Tigers 35.1
9. Alex Rodriguez, 1996 - Seattle Mariners 34.0
10. Cal Ripken, 1991 - Baltimore Orioles 33.7
11. Ozzie Smith, 1987 - St. Louis Cardinals 32.9
12. Derek Jeter, 2006 - New York Yankees 32.7
13. Robin Yount, 1983 - Milwaukee Brewers 32.6
14. Rich Aurilia, 2001 - San Francisco Giants 32.6
15. Alex Rodriguez, 2003 - Texas Rangers 32.5
16. Barry Larkin, 1992 - Cincinnati Reds 32.3
17. Miguel Tejada, 2002 - Oakland A's 32.0
18. Nomar Garciaparra, 1999 - Boston Red Sox 31.6
19. Barry Larkin, 1996 - Cincinnati Reds 30.6
20. Barry Larkin, 1995 - Cincinnati Reds 30.4
8:30 a.m.
• Public service announcement. If you posted at the Other Place and wondered why you can't access the site, wonder no more. It died (again). For those keeping score at home, Frigid Soul had nothing to do with this one.
Here's the new address.
9 a.m.
• Fuck blaming the cats for this fire.
You don't light candles and leave in a house with pets. The closest the kkk household has come to this sort of thing was when Dessa, as a kitten, knocked over a glass of water the better half had on the night stand. When she went to get the glass she got shocked by a power outlet. Then there was the time that Dessa, still a kitten, knocked out my plugged-in clock radio the night before my first day of work at a job. That's when I learned to invest in a battery-powered clock. Of course, years later I was late for work one day when the battery died. That's when we started regulating the kids' feedings. Now no matter what if Dessa, JJ and Max aren't fed by 5:30 a.m. one of us will be woken up. If getting into Mrs. kkk's face loudly meowing doesn't do the trick then the better half hitting me and saying, "go feed your cats" will.
7 p.m.
• Can you believe what the head of the print division of Medium-Large Media said about McCain's VP selection of Palin?
Wait a second, the Slimes Editorial Board was talking about Geraldine Ferraro -- a three-term congresswoman at the time of her VP nod. Nevermind.
7 p.m.
• So did you all know that the GOP Vice President candidate has a 17-year-old kid who is knocked up? In another startling development, John Kerry served in Vietnam.
You know what, I don’t care if this chick is a Jesus freak. I’ve heard some of the stuff she’s said regarding God and all that shit, but you know what? I don’t care. I learned years ago that many of the people I vote for are in with the Bible-thumper crowd. But you know what? I don’t care. I’ve accepted that fact. Shit, Rick Santorum was my n*gga but I know if we ever had a conversation about theology for more than 5 minutes Rick would either damn my soul to hell or start a group prayer for my well-being.
Smues, I’m sure you can tell a bunch of stories about Palin regarding stuff I don’t want to hear, but when you’ve had this asshole as your governor for six years…
…even the Community Organizer will start to look appealing. Wait, check that. I can’t let that go. Fuck, I’d rather have Fast Eddie as my political figure than Osama. Now that’s saying something.
8 p.m.
• So what's our exit strategy for pulling out of Chicago?
Oh, yeah. The exit strategy for urban flight is getting a job and then a UHaul.
This list is a travesty as we have the least clutchiest player in the history of mankind on top. I'm ashamed, your ashamed, and Jeter is ashamed. Now if I did this list during 2007, the #1 spot would have been a big shock.
Top 20 Third Baseman Seasons since 1979 (per Win Shares)
1. Alex Rodriguez, 2007 - New York Yankees 38.7 Win Shares
Year Ag Tm Lg G AB R H 2B 3B HR RBI SB CS BB SO BA OBP SLG *OPS+ TB SH SF IBB HBP GDP
+--------------+---+----+----+----+---+--+---+----+---+--+---+---+-----+-----+-----+----+----+---+---+---+---+---+
2007 31 NYY AL 158 583 143 183 31 0 54 156 24 4 95 120 .314 .422 .645 177 376 0 9 11 21 15
2. Howard Johnson, 1989 - New York Mets 38
3. Scott Rolen, 2004 - St. Louis Cardinals 37.9
4. Ken Caminiti, 1996 - San Diego Padres 37.8
5. Mike Schmidt, 1980 - Philadelphia Philies 37.4
6. George Brett, 1985 - Kansas City Royals 37.3
7. Adrian Beltre, 2004 - Los Angeles Dodgers 37.1
8. Wade Boggs, 1986 - Boston Red Sox 36.8
9. Mike Schmidt, 1982 - Philadelphia Phillies 36.6
10. Alex Rodriguez, 2005 - New York Yankees 36.6
11. George Brett, 1980 - Kansas City Royals 36
12. Mike Schmidt, 1983 - Philadelphia Phillies 35.1
13. Terry Pendleton, 1992 - Atlanta Braves 35
14. David Wright, 2007 - New York Mets 34.4
15. Wade Boggs, 1983 - Boston Red Sox 33.7
16. Miguel Cabrera, 2006 - Florida Marlins 33.6
17. Mike Schmidt, 1979 - Philadelphia Phillies 33.3
18. George Brett, 1979 - Kansas City Royals 32.8
19. Wade Boggs, 1987 - Boston Red Sox 32.5
20. Gary Sheffield, 1992 - San Diego Padres 32.4
Alan Curbishley resigned today. I was expecting that. Now West Ham have some looking to do to find the right manager.
The first man we brought in was Swiss international, Phillip Degen, who came from Borussia Dortmund on a free transfer.
Degen did not play too well in the preseason, but nevertheless, he looks like a full back who has the gung-ho offensive mentality down pat. Defensively, he sucks. On a free, it's a good deal. He's better than Voronin. Do I think he'll matter much to this team? Nope. If Arbeloa goes down, Jamie Carragher will step in at right back and Degen will not become a regular.
Second man in, was Andrea Dossena, who joined from Udinese for 7 million pounds.
This is a lot of money for a left back. A lot. Fortunately, he's pretty good! Great going forward, not so great in defense, but good enough. Provides a really good ball, and is quite fast. I still have my doubts.
Next up, joining from Palmeiras in Brazil for three million pounds, was goalkeeper Diego Cavalieri.
We signed him so we could get rid of Charles Itandje. Unfortunately we could not get rid of Itandje. I've seen some good things out of Diego. Some bad. All in all he is a very unproven player and I shudder to think what would happen if Reina were out for an extended period.
Our fourth, and quite possibly most astute pickup, was David N'Gog, who joined from Paris St. Germain for 1.5 million pounds.
The kid has quality, but isn't very polished. It'll take a while to get him where we need him to be. What he is, is very quick...has great size, and a pretty good shot. Intrigued by this lad. He scored two nice goals in the preseason, one of them coming against Rangers.
Four days later came what was no doubt the biggest signing, Robbie Keane joining from Tottenham Hotspur for an astounding 20.3 million pounds.
To be fair, the money figure is a ridiculous number. Knowing what I've seen so far, this has a good chance to be a flop of epic proportions. We do not have the money (yet) to waste on flops. We've gotta get bang for our buck, and Keane hasn't brought it yet. The match on the 13th against United is the best time for Keane to make his mark. He had better do something soon, or support will turn on him. We've got Marseille a few days later, that's another chance. Keane must score in one of these games. You give the guy the #7 shirt at this club, he better perform.
The final signing, coming on the last day for transfers, was Spaniard Albert Riera, who joined from Espanyol for what is as of yet an unknown fee.
If he doesn't solve the left wing problem, this is just more money poured into a problem position that Rafa hasn't quite figured out how to solve. Honestly, I'm not a fan of this move at all. I don't care how much it cost. Riera provides a good ball from the left side. That's it. He's slow, does not finish well, and flopped at City. A fantastic signing. Well, if he only cost 1 million pounds. But he didn't. He'll be here for two years and get shipped back home.
Tomorrow, international duty.
"Kobe, how does my ass taste?"
That was the question Shaq asked Kobe as his rival's tongue went to work on his soiled sphincter. It was sturdy to say the least, hungrily lapping up everything it could, and not ignoring a single part of the rancid poop shoot. He just dug deeper, practically munching away as he felt some solid waste exit the putrid black hole.
"GOD DAMNIT!" Shaq yelled orgasmically, jerking his large member as pre cum soaked his knuckles. Kobe was incredible at this-it was his specialty. He did it to Steve Nash earlier that week, and he had plans for Joe Crawford later on.
Shaq's finger's gripped the swollen member. It felt like a firehose ready to go off at any second, yet the Phoenix Sun was able to hold it off-even at the sight of Kobe wildly eating out his shit stained shitter, feces dribbling from his chin like a grotesque milkshake, all while caressing his own member with extreme force.
Nothing lasts forever though, and by the power of Shaq-Fu, Shaq's rectum fired liquid cannon into Kobe's gullet, soaking his face and mouth with diarrhea as Kobe ejaculated a fire hydrant like load into Shaq's gaping maul.
Looking deep into each other's eyes, the two shared a French kiss, semen and feces mingling into each other's mouth to create something not even the Fu-Schnickens would consume.
"Delicious" Kobe replied.
