Aren’t these creatures from South America? Brazil, maybe?
Hmmmm. Who do we know from down there who is inordinately interested in boobies?
Vilmar! You were cute when you were little.
He does look like he’s offering something for your consideration! For a price.
Q: What do you call an Iraqi with a sheep under each arm? A: A pimp. Also former Brazilians?
I’m just passin’ by ... I didn’t see anything. I know nothing. Zoooooooooom ...
phhhht .....
Some thirty-seven species of monkeys may be found in Central and South America, but the anthropoid ape is unknown. That lets Vilmar off the hook.
From a purely behavioral standpoint, one does detect a certain synchronicity with the originally-named suspect.
Elementary, my dear Watson.
Hmmmm… add a captains cap, dark glasses and a scowl… could it be Allan’s distant cousins?
Or just a family tree branch altered by summer visits to the Congo.
Golly, what some guys will say to earn banishment…
And by the way, OCM, what’s with the new avatar?
So who be the White Spy?
The little one is Oink, so the big one must be....DAD!
“I want a girl
Just like the girl
That married dear old dad...”
Baby caption..."Drink anyone?....can I have sex when I grow up pleaseeeeee.”
Mom caption....."hmphhh"
OK…
OINK and his 14 year old love slave cousin.
“oooh oooh pull harder… oh yea.”
http://www.lucasmiller.net/SongSamples/FireAnt.rm
Vilmar, I thought of you when I heard this song!
You know, some people just can’t get by without a “Here’s Your Sign” moment. OCM I know you live in rattle snake country you should know better. But NOOOOOOOOO you and Stan and Oink just keep a poking and a proding His Dictatorshipness. You know damn good and well he’s planning something good and nasty for all of you don’t you?
Boys will be boys, LC. Let them learn what they must, as they must. Sometimes the hard way is the only way.
The Penguin, definitely The Penguin ...or the turd, maybe the turd or is that a carrot? He’s not a carrot so let’s go with the penguin. Ya...the penguin.
...innocent old fart
Ooo....K....
I ain’t sayen nothin. I know better.
Ok He can be an excellent Portuguese sausage. Sausage is usually full of all kinds of crap...Huh.
And I don’t want to suggest that He fall into the sausage machinery and become a part of the delicious tasty excellent Portuguese sausage crap.
It’s people!!!
Linguica is made out of people!
(where the hell is he?)
YOUR ATTENTION!
Of course you wankers all realize Vilmar is sitting in the Dictator’s Palace steaming and plotting revenge on your blasphemous asses even as we speak.
I’ve been too busy fighting off spammers to warn you freaks. Hear my words, Oh Children of Misery. Vilmar is planning evil deeds. Death stalks the night.
And I wouldn’t rule out “ants in your ice cream” either!
"Well Dr. Doom, you win! (heh heh) But before I die, tell me about the Attack of the Asshole Spammers.”
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