Showing posts with label Potential Horrible Boob Job. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Potential Horrible Boob Job. Show all posts

Saturday, August 8, 2015

The Most Horrible Pair of Boobs in Fernbrook Resort Freelton Did Get More Horrible!

The Most Horrible Pair of Boobs in Fernbrook Resort Freelton Did Get More Horrible!


Do you remember such frightening Fernbrook tales as "The Most Horrible Pair of Boobs in Fernbrook Resort Freelton?" (http://fernbrookresort.blogspot.ca/2015/06/the-most-horrible-pair-of-boobs-in.html) and "Did The Most Horrible Pair of Boobs in Fernbrook Resort Freelton Just Get A Little More Horrible?" (http://fernbrookresort.blogspot.ca/2015/07/did-most-horrible-pair-of-boobs-in.html) where questions were posed regarding horrible boobs?

Well the answer just became clear and that answer is YES! Horrible boobs can get more horrible.

What happened?

Well that once Potential Horrible Boob Job has lived up to it’s potential and committed to the surgery, officially becoming a third mammary gland.

Charlene Chiclet's reaction to the horrible boobs at Fernbrook Resort

What happened again?

Lurch -
Fernbrook Resort's newest horrible boiob
Well, instead of hiding behind a fence or casting names at a distance this time the former Potential Horrible Boob Job now known as (Lurch in order that it might be differentiated from the original two horrible boobs) cowered inside a coop and loudly threw out a couple of names. Before it rushed out of the coop and proudly lurched down and then back up the street... congratulating itself on both its bravery and its intelligence I guess. Not many chickens can throw out words that have two syllables [(see: "Abnormal Behaviors in Domesticated Fowl by Hamilton Hickman"  [(http://fernbrookresort.blogspot.ca/2014/08/abnormal-behaviors-in-domesticated-fowl.html)].



I would say that this is about to turn ugly – but clearly when you’re dealing with the nation’s most tasteless tits it’s much too late for that.

Let the games begin.

Saturday, July 11, 2015

Did The Most Horrible Pair of Boobs in Fernbrook Resort Freelton Just Get A Little More Horrible?

Did The Most Horrible Pair of Boobs in Fernbrook Resort Freelton Just Get A Little More Horrible?


Now Playing: Two Horrible Boobs - The Sequel?

Remember: http://fernbrookresort.blogspot.ca/2015/06/the-most-horrible-pair-of-boobs-in.html?

And ask yourself... can a horrible pair of boobs get any more horrible?

Well apparently they can.

How?

By simply grafting a third boob somewhere close to the original pair .

And that appears to be exactly what this horrible pair of boobs may have done. We say may because you hate to jump to conclusions.

For the last forty hours or so the gardens of been both horrible boob free and feces flinging free… a remarkable accomplishment though no Guinness World Record. (http://fernbrookresort.blogspot.ca/2014/07/no-guinness-book-of-world-records-dog.html)

And then what happened?

Potential Horrible Boob Job?
Well, during an afternoon of sporting, allegedly Rooster was crowing to the Potential Horrible Boob Job about some annoying neighbours… the ones who complain when Rooster flings feces on their property, or self-righteously complain about his other harassment’s.

Then, not too long after Rooster’s whines, the Potential Horrible Boob Job walks out of Rooster’s home and struts back and forth very loudly uttering profanities and insults to an empty yard. Though some adjoining yards weren’t empty.

Now you hate to jump to conclusions and if it had just been random profanities then hey, maybe Potential Horrible Boob Job (PHBJ) was just blowing off some steam. But when you add in the insults… insults that you would not call yourself but some have no trouble tossing at others… well, either PHBJ was mad at himself… or PHBJ wanted someone else in particular to hear.

Someone who Rooster has been desperately trying to have evicted from the Grand Nation of Fernbrook Resort.

And knowing Rooster’s proclivity of manipulating those he feels are less intelligent than himself which includes all children, selected women and anyone who falls for his chicken in wolf's clothing O-poor-me-please-won’t-you-help-me spiel… then perhaps this was no simple coincidence.

Why?

By manipulating others to do his harassment Rooster can crow, "It wasn’t me!" and escape unscathed.

Unfortunately that’s not the way it works.

This is a situation where there are no winners.

Just losers.

But if you want to see who the true Loser is… just look in the mirror.

Because Loser, thy face is you.

A picture is worth a thousand words