Wanglor: Tales of the Wang

Wanglor: The Wedding

Some of you may know from our facebook status....god bless facebook, never was there a better way to stalk your friends, anyhow the sizzlord and the sadsack have tied the knot. Married life is different to what I was expecting...mostly because the sizzlord refuses to be the bitch in the relationship even though he is clearly a woman and I'm a ferocious lion of a man. We decided after several years of friendship that it was finally time to take things to the next level.

The wedding was amazing, Chris was naturally the best man, he kept the rings safe...in his anus and insisted that we give him a prostate exam during the ceremony to get them on our fingers. Paddington bear supervised the proceedings as he gave away the bride...he also got a little frisky with the flower girl. The honeymoon was short and sweet, mostly because I have problems with premature ejaculation and the sizzlord gets full after one swallow. We had our first baby the next morning...a brown baby boy, like most loving new parents we kept him around for a good 20 minutes before saluting and flushing him away.

First post since moving away...we sort of let things go to the shit with the blog so I'm going to try to get back into it, I'll post some updates about Tville soon and hopefully get the boys back into it as well.

Cuntpark

I made up a new word today:

Cuntpark

When it is an absolute cunt to get a carpark.

E.g. At christmas time, it's really hard to park in this cuntpark.

EDIT: Chris and I coined another term:

Cunt parking

The act of cutting in front of someone elses car park when they have clearly been waiting and signalling that they are giong to occupy that spot. Especially appropriate at busy holiday times.

It's also an informal sport.

Labels: bugger, bum, cunt, cunt parked, cuntparking, fart, fuck, fucking cunt, luftwaffe, park, poop, shit, tits, turd and twat

Eat This

Fuck it's been a long time. We really need to blog more often. Anyhoo 3 of the 4 Casa boys are sitting around one night and as we do, we start talking about chicks and lube. Somehow it comes out that Danny has lube that taste like honey that he eats. I fail to believe this until Danny grabs the bottle and squeezes some out. Yeah sure enough it tastes like honey and you CAN eat it. I only had a bit dribbled on my fingers, but what would stop someone from putting a whole bunch on a sandwhich.

And eating it.

For five dollars.

Well nothing apparently.

As you can see by the video Danny really did eat the fucking thing and proved to us that his diginity is worth a measly 5 dollars.

Gettin' Busy

At the Casa, we like to follow the phrase "Get busy livin', or get busy dyin'." As such, we enjoy living life to the full. I'd like to present an image equation for you, to properly explain this mindset.

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(after only five minutes)

And there endeth the lesson. Luftwaffe.

Don't Judge Us

One of our favourite sayings in the house is "Don't Judge Me", since we all have randomly odd sexual habits that we cop shit for from the other boys. While trolling the net for such porn, Danny came across a animated gif with a variety of slogans and Toilet sign looking people. Our favourite was the guy sleeping with the disabled chick, simply titled: Don't Judge Me. So we put it on a shirt. ENJJOOY!!!