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Blakk Frogg Wear? Blakk Frogg advances his sarcasm by digging deep in his beer-soaked brain for cool ideas so that you can tell the world to put a cock in it!
Blakk Frogg heard you scream, "tie me up tight & wear me out" before you had to pick your speed 'cuz you were ready to screw a texas tart at the end of a cheap date... Hopefully ya' did-r-good!
Check out the cool gear
Dedication to fashion?
I dedicate this edition of Americas-Best.Com to the world of fashion. Well, not all of it, but a nice sized chunk. Just enough to make you wonder what the frogg I was high on when I made this edition.
All outfits are good? Sometimes people send me things that truly should NEVER have entered my mailbox. I mean, really. Do I have to see these things?
but wait... there's more.
but wait... there's even more.
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Americas Best Archives? Use these links if you dare. Blakk Frogg packed all sorts of jokes, pics, sarcasm and, um, other useless crap in these pages over the years... so ENJOY!
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They wear something with as little as they can!
Most of us agree that a person has the right to express themself in any manner they choose -- in so long as their doing so does not violate another person's right to safety and well-being.
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Question: What happens when Froggy tells you a lie? Here's a joke that has NOTHING to do with fashion. Deal with it...
The teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment: Get their parents to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it. The next day the kids came back and one by one began to tell their stories. Ashley said, "My father's a farmer and we have a lot of egg laying hens. One time we were taking our eggs to market in a basket on the front seat of the car when we hit a big bump in the road and all the eggs went flying and broke and made a mess." "What's the moral of the story?" asked the teacher. "Don't put all your eggs in one basket!" "Very good," said the teacher. Next little Sarah raised her hand and said, "Our family are farmers, too. But we raise chickens for the meat market. We had a dozen eggs one time, but when they hatched we only got ten live chicks, and the moral to this story is, "don't count your chickens before they're hatched." "That was a fine story Sarah. Michael, do you have a story to share?" "Yes, my daddy told me this story about my Aunt Karen. Aunt Karen was a flight engineer in the Gulf War and her plane got hit. She had to bail out over enemy territory and all she had was a bottle of whiskey, a machine gun and a machete. She drank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't break and then she landed right in the middle of 100 enemy troops. She killed seventy of them with the machine gun until she ran out of bullets. Then she killed twenty more with the machete until the blade broke. And then she killed the last ten with her bare hands." "Good heavens," said the horrified teacher, "what kind of moral did your daddy tell you from that horrible story?" "Stay the frogg away from Aunt Karen when she's been drinking." - from email
Ready for something that a lot of you will find offensive?
Before you scroll down and look at this picture, keep in mind that I do NOT have a problem with anyone's sexual preference, choice or orientation. Don't get all pissy because this picture is wrong on so many levels. It's just a picture. Rude and crude, yes. But a picture none-the-less.
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Was there ANY point to this fuckin' thing?
A lot of this volume had absolutely nothing to with fashion. I don't care. I needed an opportunity to post those extremely tasteless images so I lied to you about this volume being dedicated to fashion.
I have to admit that this edition of Americas-Best.Com kinda' sucked. I tried to make it interesting but my heart just did not want to cooperate. With so much going on offline I had a hard time concentrating.
This week in review?
Work: It sucks. I wanna' make a few million dollars playing the lottery and retire. My numbers never seem to match the ones they announce on TV, though. Even if they did it wouldn't matter much. I don't play the lottery. I think it's a tax on stupid people.
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- thanks for reading Volume 22 -
