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Yes, I think we can all agree that last night’s R7 was the greatest audio round in the history of GWD, if not the greatest round ever, period. I think a lot of our content borders on magical, but that shit was like a wizard doing a unicorn in the butt with some kind of magic wand dildo while fairies watched and masturbated. That’s how magical R7 was last night. I almost coughed up a liver laughing at Ed McMahon saying “In April of my senior year in college, I was paying a lot of money to get a little boy named Gordon to milk my colon” in quasi-robot voice. And who knew robo-Sarah Palin was such a huge fan of black cock?
I took some pretty pictures that you should look at right now:
The complete and utter ambivalence in this next one is my favorite...
So, the Olympics, eh? That’s a thing that’s happening, apparently, people running and playing with balls and whatnot in and around London. And there’s like medals and stuff. I’m really only interested in the woman’s volleyball. Boy, those are some statuesque broads. Oh, and obviously the 14-year-olds who do gymnastics. And the female weightlifters, for some reason. Damn it, now I have to go masturbate again.
OK, I’m back. Anybody got a towel? And now I’m feeling shame. I have to go weep. In the immortal words of Maury Povich, until next time, America.