Grizzly Adams visits the brothel

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10/30/2009

Grizzly Adams visits the brothel

That $10 bought her body, but he couldn't make her like it.

The Wild Rose -- Rene J. Garrod

Posted at 11:39 PM in Bucking Bronco, Creepy, Dislocated Members, Film/Television, Flamey, Hairy, Music, Reluctance, Side Boob | Permalink

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The way she's leaning tells me that she's barely conscious.
And where's Grizzly Adam's bear?
"I share eveything with the bear."

Posted by: Matt | 10/31/2009 at 01:42 PM

The bear's over in the corner, watching. He's a bit of a voyeur.

Posted by: La Femme | 11/01/2009 at 07:36 AM

Darn pervert bear.
Next up he'll want to film it all.

Posted by: Matt | 11/01/2009 at 09:33 AM

We were just watching Robot Chicken last night. The skit was about goldilocks getting raped by one of the 3 bears, and there was a movie producer that said was talking about us living in a country that allows them to show videos of a bear fucking a human. "What, we don't???" and he pushes the eject button for his office chair. I love Robot Chicken.

Posted by: La Femme | 11/01/2009 at 01:35 PM

The first thing I thought was "Is he going to put her in the kettle?".

Posted by: Matt's Sis | 11/02/2009 at 09:21 AM

Robot Chicken, the only place you'll find Zombie Kool Aid Man.
She's too cold, so he's gonna warm her up.
Kinda like the animated version of Avenged Sevenfold's song "A Little Piece Of Heaven."
It's a heater for her thighs...

Posted by: Matt | 11/02/2009 at 09:58 AM

He got confused by the concept of a redneck hot tub.

Posted by: La Femme | 11/02/2009 at 12:41 PM

Well, he could have tried to baste her.

Posted by: Matt | 11/02/2009 at 06:45 PM

With what? (*raising eyebrows suggestively*)

Posted by: La Femme | 11/02/2009 at 09:24 PM

Why, super baster 9000.
Five inches wide, several hundred gallon per second flow rate.
it's the ultimate baster.

Posted by: Matt | 11/03/2009 at 04:08 PM

That's not nearly as interesting as I had hoped.

Posted by: La Femme | 11/03/2009 at 06:35 PM

I was tryiong to keep it kinda clean, there are kids about on my end..
Dratted rotten little niece and nephew kids... all of them horrid clones of the eldest of the three of us.
*Shivering*
No baster there.

But Grizz there might have basted her with baby spackle, take your pick about which end.
He doesn't look like the picky choosy type, more like the thrusty usey type.

Posted by: Matt | 11/04/2009 at 09:48 AM

I've always got the kids flitting around -- I just don't let them look. :D

...more like the thrusty usey type...

Hence the brothel reference.

Posted by: La Femme | 11/04/2009 at 10:06 AM

And with the bad quote from the girl yanking the man shlong, I've got horrible Grizzly Adams bear DP scenes with this cover.
Bear basting, the best in frontier love..

Posted by: Matt | 11/04/2009 at 03:41 PM

He and the bear share everything - how about a little rump roast tonight?

Posted by: Deanatroi | 11/04/2009 at 11:06 PM

Lord Rumpp Rooser and his faithful sidekick Grophing Bahr.
The heroine, Lady Eysee Spreddh.

Posted by: Matt | 11/05/2009 at 09:27 AM

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