It’s DAY POO in our video countdown to JUICEBOXXX Thursday! Put your butt where your mouth is! FULL RELEASE in TWO DAYS!
Color us SEXXXCITED!!! Molly Trull’s POOP ON FACE (Acoustic, Melancholy cover) made a splash in the toilet waters of YouTube yesterday. We can’t believe she dropped this beautiful kid off at the pool in time for us to swim around and enjoy the last vestiges of summer with her! Haunting, lovely, and guaranteed to play on repeat. We’re hungry for more, Molly!!!
This gent looks so lonely in his burger bed! Le Sexoflex is ready to squirt mayonnaise in there for you. Just press our buttons!
Korean Joe Cool poop spotted at Dragon*Con: priceless.
Le Sexoflex shirt: $10 from a locally licensed Buttlantan Flexxxhole representative.
(Kisses to Ireland’s @aaronfever for modeling.)
Dear Disgusting Lyric of the Day,
Thank you for awarding us this honor of all honors. Your knowledge of buttburger geometry knows no bounds. You will be spared in the uprising of the sexmachines. Or not. Your choice really. We love you either way. xolesexoflexox
DISGUSTING LYRIC OF THE DAY 48: POOP ON FACE by LE SEXOFLEX
“You’ve got poop on your face and a burger in your butt.” Le Sexoflex, Poop On Face
What can I possibly say about this song? These people are eating backwards, but I think that is how they like it.
If I had a burger in my ass, I hope it is a Krystal burger. Small, compact, soft and greasy, with no red condiments, Krystal is the perfect ass burger. Plus, they tend to wind up sliding out twenty minutes after you eat one anyways. The burger I would least like in my ass is a Baconator from Wendy’s. All that crumbly, jagged bacon in my soft parts would make poop on my face the least of my problems.
This is the best week in music videos since Poop On Face dropped.
Ok, yeah, if you haven’t seen Gaglaloo’s Telephone yet, you’ve been living in a cave. Not a normal geek cave with plenty of access to internet and fresh water and spooge-worthy dance music…an actual cave…in the woods…where there is nary a wireless signal nor telephone to be found. You must be living a very, very, bad, bad life.
So tonight…a year after the release of their debut album Incredibad, The Lonely Island hotpantses *finally* dropped Boombox. MLF is a booty-droppin’ fool for these bay boys turned SNL writer-director-actors, and will talk your ear off about how much she loves Jorma Taccone, Akiva Schaffer, and Andy Samberg. Sorry, Jorm will always get top billing as long as he reminds her of the guy who popped her flexhole.
Ahem.
BOOMBOX IS FUCKING HOTTER THAN FOUR SIMULTANEOUS GERMAN ORGYS ATOP A FLOATING UNICORN RAINBOW. GODDAMN JULIAN CASABLANCAS…GODDAMN.
Schaffer + Akerlund = Directorgasm.
