Bewbs of the Drunk for 5/6/08
- Filed under: , bewbs
- Date: May 6,2008
Waaaaaaaay too many more over at drunkenbewbs.com, yo
Waaaaaaaay too many more over at drunkenbewbs.com, yo

While there are plenty of ways you can totally fuck up your children without having to study up on it, here’s the manual should you need it:
There are countless books that will supposedly teach you how to properly raise your kids, but only one that takes the opposite approach. How To Traumatize Your Children is part of the ‘Self-Hurt Series’ of books and includes chapters that cover everything from narcissistic parenting to being your child’s best friend to the convenience of neglect and even how to enjoy the legacy of trauma you’ve carefully crafted. Because let’s be serious, what’s the point of putting all the time and effort into traumatizing your kids if you don’t end up becoming pseudo-famous thanks to a tell-all book or movie-of-the-week 30 years later?
All from DigitalDesire, and all smoking hotness. Plenty more where they came from at the Yeti’s Bewbs…
In a really weird case of “the Internets don’t seem to be that small…” Gizmodo has picked up on something that I found the other night while checking up on ammo prices for the AR:
Firearm-mounted golf ball launchers.
via Gizmodo, who can’t seem to understand that there is no such thing as a “blank bullet.”
From the dark corners of what only barely passes as sanity, otherwise known as Trent Reznor’s head:
as a thank you to our fans for your continued support, we are giving away the new nine inch nails album one hundred percent free, exclusively via nin.com.
the music is available in a variety of formats including high-quality MP3, FLAC or M4A lossless at CD quality and even higher-than-CD quality 24/96 WAVE. your link will include all options - all free. all downloads include a PDF with artwork and credits.
for those of you interested in physical products, fear not. we plan to make a version of this release available on CD and vinyl in july. details coming soon.
Uh, that means free, people. DOWNLOAD NOW.
And there’s more where that came from at drunkenbewbs.com…
Yeah, I know - they’re spelling “boobs” wrong. Whatever.
Good to see BadGirl bouncing back so goddamn quickly… ![]()
I’ve been trying to subtly push people towards le bewbs for a few days now, but I want to make sure that everyone knows what the F is up:
It takes a lot of time to go out and find good pictures of naked hawties on teh Internets. It takes even more time to try and pimp ‘em up for all youse guys (and some girls - I know you’re sneaking a couple of glimpses at some hot hot Brazilians and shit, and believe me, Roberta Murgo is the way to go if you’re going to fall in love with tan lines). So I’ve set up the coolest most awesomest bewbie site ever:
It’s there that I post galleries on a regular basis - and even better, I track which ones you perverts click on the most so it’s like a self-updating, cream-always-rises-to-the-crop avalanche of fresh, gorgeously hot women. All from sponsors like Watch4Beauty, gODDESS, LSGModels, and so on. All for you. (ok, a little for me).
On the right of The Yeti you’ll see galleries that get added to the database pretty much daily and you’ll see posts on here - and on The Bewbs - with highlighted, newly-posted galleries. And? I’m working on the link submission thingy for The Bewbs so that those of you who are more vigilant to the bewbs (Scott, Cecil, you know who you are) can get your hotties on the front page pronto.
So, enjoy. And feel free to criticise and suggest. I can take it, yo.
- mike
PS: this is Roberta Murgo. Tell me you WOULDN’T go all lezbo if you found her on your lawn chair?
Yes, I own an AR15. Actually, I own two. Totally legal, I’m totally not a retard with ‘em, god bless America you can pry ‘em from my cold dead fingers and all that crap.
With that said, I’m always fascinated with what stupid crap people can pull with them. And I think I’ve found the ulitmate “stupid use for an AR15″ entry in 2008’s yearbook:
Works on most AR-15, M4, and M16 rifles; replaces your muzzle brake or flash hider. Machined out of solid-stock steel, shoots golf balls over 100 yards using 5.56×45mm/.223 BLANKS, do not use live rounds. No gunsmithing required. WARNING: All rules of firearm safety apply. Misuse of the golf ball launcher is potentially dangerous, and it is not a toy.
See, when the fuckin’ zombies come, I’m not sure I want to be content with hammering away at them with 62 grain South American 5.56 - that’d be so goddamn easy, like trying to get Univ. of Colorado Boulder girls to take their shirts off. I’m thinking that lobbing Titleists backed by .223 blanks just sounds more… well… demented. Almost like you’re trying to lose. Even the odds a little bit.
Sooooo putting in my order for that shit when the backstock comes in…

There is no other point to this post. Just that pic. I mean, there’s more of her around here, but can’t you just make do with that? HUH? You fuckers are so hard to please…
EDIT: Badgirl just dropped me a line, yo - she’s starting everything up again over at http://hotbox.thumblogger.com/!!!
I guess everyone always has their TOSes (terms of service) that you’ve got to follow if you want something for (next to) nothing. Badgirl’s been at this blogging thing for years now - she was one of the first to pick up The Yeti and start linking the living shit out of it. Plus, she puts out quality bewbs like none other. Everyone’s linking to her - and being linked from her.
Enter Blogger. She uses Blogger to post her junk like many out there (whom I’m not going to name in case the Blogger Police try to find ‘em). And today, a sad day, she gets shut down for whothefuckknowswhat. One of her blogs is still up and apparently following the TOS.
But there’s always her Dollhouse.
If you read this, Badgirl, you’ve got free hosting from me for a domain of your choosing for as long as it takes to get back on your feet…
- mike
PS: fuckers.
Her name is Jenn Thomas, “a Pittsburgh architecture student and model, and of course, a die-hard Mac Chick!” Heh heh… architecture student… erecting things…
(oh fuck it, I’m reaching)