The Situation in Miami. (November 22, 2011)
I see the popsicle-stand crew have wisely stocked up on antiseptic and anti-bacterial cleaning products (with no doubt an industrial-strength grease cutter) for the post photo-op clean up.
Bravo, brave souls.
Does this kid put anything in his mouth that isn’t phallic? Honestly, it’s getting too easy.
He’s just practicing for what he’s going to have to do in order to make money once his 15 minutes are up. Lamborghini’s aren’t cheap.
How do you think he got the JS gig in the first place?
Yes, “The Situation” CAN suck even more.
This dude has a serious oral fixation.
Can we confine him to Miami, please? How about the eastern seaboard? Can we force him to at least stay over there?
Maybe this cool ice cream will soothe that burning sensation when I pee.
…if there’s any justice, he’s just been given chicken pox.
It’s always good to see a janitor take advantage of the Service Employees’ hard-fought but relatively obscure right to a 15-minute popsicle break.
Brain freeze would be redundant.
Not to mention impossible!
Finally! For a few seconds, he can’t talk!
Is that a dog whistle around his neck? For Snooki presumably.
Doing what he does best…sucking.
That’s how I’d spend my last 3 bucks.
Who does the robot while eating a Popsicle? This guy.
Commenting as a Guest
Sign in or Join.