About big jonny
The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure.
Flagstaff, Arizona, USA
I get 1st
God Bless.
You know what we Irishmen call St. Patrick’s Day? Amateur night! Ha! (Same joke as last year, it’s that good.)
I think I’d need my granny gear to climb those…
isn’t ireland, like, the new jersey of europe?
is it me, or are one of those boobies bigger than the other? . . . not that I’m complaining.
Showing you new-world punks how it’s done:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M2o9xOlkHwk
What do you call a Mic on the back porch?
Patty O’furniture.
Badump-bump-pissssh! I’ll be here all week. Try the veal.
Irish I were drunk.
She’s not wearing her Erin go bra.
Nyuk.