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This is actually a real picture of him. Crazy.
The interesting thing about this is that the dude who took this picture shared his story on MySpace. He said that the bearded fattie inspected his genitals for compliance, and then did The Worm all across the bathroom floor as he worked his way dancing out the door. Pretty impressive. Shrek is love. Shrek is life.
Shrek is love. Shrek is life.
Vance? Creeping on a toilet? Obviously fake.
Vance looking for his next victim? Obviously real.
“Whatever makes sense”
“I’m JD Vance. I’m running for vice president,” Vance tells the donut shop worker, who simply replies: “Okay.”
Bro gripping that couch hard.
MF thinking about making love to a loveseat.
JD Vance, doing what he loves
He just wants to ask if you said Thank You
Thank you for complying with genital inspection. We need to protect our bathrooms from perverts.
Silly JD! That’s the floor, not a couch!
Drain hole counts
Sitting in a stall at work right now and I don’t like this post.
Whether or not you like this post is irrelevant. He needs to know if you have games on your phone.
Did you peak under your door?
DONT DO IT! He can’t see you if you don’t make eye contact
Its 2am, you stop at a gas station bathroom in the middle of no where. You really have to pee. You hear someone coughing, but you thought you were all alone. A voice comes from below asking you for a taste. Just a small taste. You look down and make eye contact. 👁👁
Finish your floor-soup first.
It’s the genital police. Gotta make sure there are no trans in the bathroom.
We need to keep them out of our bathrooms. Thank you for complying with our genital inspections. We’re on the lookout for perverts who want to look at your genitals.
My favorite part of taking trips from the US to Europe is that the bathroom stall doors go all the way to the floor. Public transit and pedestrian/cycling infrastructure is great too, but the toilet privacy wins.
I think he’d be sneaking a lick of that tasty floor puddle.
Delicacy if you dip the urinal cake in it before consumption.
I’ve got a game called look at pornography and masturbate on public transit. I get in trouble whenever I play it though so I started just screaming at the top of my lungs every 77 seconds instead.
What you can’t see is his genitals forced into the floor’s drain pipe, which is of course lined with a lube-filled rubber glove.
I WANT YOUR COUCH. I WILL FUCK YOUR COUCH. COME TO VANCEY.
When you find a bathroom in the backrooms.
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