that looks like they are squirming around in a gigantic inflatable toilet.
Yeah. Please, anything but chocolate syrup. Something not brown, I think. Unnaturally-colored jello. A big vat of olive oil. Whipped cream. Just not brown.
Oh no, its just ice cream!
HOT. think they're gonna make out?
Hypothetically speaking, jello would block up the drains after the wrestlers shower, unless they washed with detergent.
Obviously your not a sick-o. The brown is what makes it, man. Nobody would pay to see people wrestle in tapioca.
OK, maybe tapioca, but not some other clear liquid, like raw egg whites.
Come to think of it, I'd pay to see a bunch of women wrestle in egg whites.
some friends of mine learned the hard way, that uncolored gelatin looks very uh, jizzy. They also learned that green food coloring added to plain gelatin tends to stain the skin.
that was from sara getting WAY TOO ENTHUSIASTIC with the food coloring, just so you know.
In this shot you can see it's taking on a mousse-like appearance. A whipped, foamy, viscous brown paste...
that was pretty nipple filled photography there....as to germs...some of them are really fucking nasty.use more purell.
Well, it was a nipply event.
it certainly was...maybe you should have a parental warning on those pictures hahahabeware! chocolate nipples!
It's ok, I understand that all of the censorware filters already block all of my web sites.
So you opening up a strip club next?
505 into 506 needs to be animated.
They're actually the same picture; I couldn't decide which version I liked better. I'm bad at deleting.
When you have events like this, I've always wondered what the logistics are for the contestants. You know, say you're in a night club, covered in chocolate syrup, after everything's over - how do you get home and take a shower? Lots of towels? Complimentary sponge bath?
Two words: drooling fanboys.
Where do you get an inflatable pool like that anyway? We could only ever find paddling pools, and they're a bit small for wrestling in.
That was simply wonderful. Thank you!
You might consider using the pool in a few months for an evening of J-Lube wrestling. It's very good stuff. Just like KY at 1/100 the cost.
is it anything like verternarian's lube?if yes: been there, done that
I also can't believe nobody dressed up as a fat german kid named Agustus.
Some fantastic portrait-ish photos there. And I believe when Gorillaz did their gig(s?) they did the back-lit screen trick as well, in a further attempt to be a "virtual band" or whatever that shtick was.
With over 4 methods of communicating with me, WHY DIDN'T YOU NOTIFY ME OF THIS IMPORTANT UPCOMING EVENT?
Another reason I should start using one of those fancy calendaring programs I suppose.
So how did these girls come to wrestle in chocolate anyway? Was there prize money? Was everyone paid? Or did they just do it for fun?
They're slaves. jwz locks them up with the mannequins, occasionally taking them out to wrestle in various gooey substances.
Now, I realize that this club has, in no small degree, broken my mind. I wash my hands too often. I open the bathroom door with a paper towel. I saw some of my own behaviors in "The Aviator", and it concerns me.
"Mozilla! It's the wave of the future... the wave of the future... the wave of the future... the wave of the future..."
No, I was talking about storing my urine in jars.
You sir are a great man
a moderately-sober-seeming girl in the audience dipping her finger into the wrestling pool and eating a big old blob of chocolate.
Wow. Those pictures made me feel all tingly.