Monday, March 23, 2009

Can't be too careful, ya know


-From Ibeam the Mullet Hunter

We're from the Government and we're here to help you....


-Yolo

Happy. Uh huh. Just a leetle bit closer...


Thanks, Yolo

Mmmmm.....


Gotta be an Okie bar


One more drink and you're mine


HOLY SHIT!!!!


You're almost there, Dear


So would Andy


There it is, man


I love you, Granny


Pole dancing gone wrong


Hey, ya gotta do what ya gotta do

The FBI had an opening for an assassin. After all the background checks, interviews and testing were done, there were 3 finalists - three men.
For the final test, the FBI agents took one of the men to a large metal door and handed him a gun. "We must know that you will follow your instructions no matter what the circumstances. Inside the room you will find your wife sitting in a chair... you must kill her!" The man said, "You can't be serious. I could never shoot my wife." The agent said, "Then you're not the right man for this job. Take your wife and go home."
The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about 5 minutes. The man came out with tears in his eyes, "I tried, but I can't kill my wife." The agent said, "You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go home."
Finally, it was the third man's turn. He was given the same instructions, to kill his wife. He took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one after another. They heard screaming, crashing, banging on the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet.
The door opened slowly and there stood the man, wiping the sweat from his brow. "This gun is loaded with blanks" he said. "So I had to beat her to death with the chair."

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Jim, Jim, Jim.....


Baby On Board.
Get it?
Hahahaha!
-Tattoo Jim

Yeah, I see this shit all the time around Modesto


Fuck Obama - and his entire staff

I'm thinking of making this a daily feature. I really enjoy saying it, what can I say.
What's really funny is that every time I post this, I get a shitload of hits from adresses that end in .gov.....

Go ahead. Please.


-Tattoo Jim

Fuck 'em


Gotta be California (again)


These sailors.... I mean.... Please don't tell me....
Oh dear God.... Fuck.....
-Tattoo Jim

Hey, Cutie!


Been there, done that


Oh yeah. She's hot.


Mountain oysters, yes. Dicks, no.


Okay, this ain't Okie food. We just eat the balls.

Them conniving Canucks


Click to enlarge.

Yeah, no shit.


-Tattoo Jim

Hey! I have an Uncle Bill too!


I know, Deb. Jim's warped.


Brushing my teeth just isn't going to be the same any more...
T.J.

Happy Monday!


Sending this out to all my brothers and sisters!! Can you feel the love??? Oh yeah!!!! Happy Monday to everybody!!!
Tattoo Jim