Larry King Celebrates Pirate Day
If I know one thing about women – and I actually do only know one thing about women- it’s this: women love guys that smell like old Spice and BenGay, are covered in liver spots, have a voice like they just smoked 20 packs of unfiltered cigarettes, and think they’re pirates. Trust me, just because Larry King has more money than the combined population of Egypt and will be lucky if the angel of death doesn’t kick his door down within the next month is NOT the reason why this broad married him. It’s true love, damn you. I’m really starting to get sick of all you haters out there.
August 13th, 2009 at 7:56 pm
See the cash in the old prick’s hand and frown on his mug?…that baby’s got the meter running 24/7 and there ain’t that many 24/7’s left, hence that loopy grin on her face.
August 14th, 2009 at 2:53 am
Is it just me or are her feet seriously deformed
August 14th, 2009 at 4:54 am
Cudgel — King is like a never ending scratch and win ticket to her. But if I was 200 years old like King, I would have no problem letting that cougar scratch whatever she wants off me.
Nanrod — if you consider it deformed having six toes and foot structure that makes it look like you’re wearing a shoe box, then yes, her feet are deformed.
August 14th, 2009 at 5:59 am
Larry King is so old that his birth certificate says “expired.” I understand that in his will he is leaving his autographed copy of The Bible to his great grandson.
Honestly though, he looks pretty good for a guy who has been married 8 times…in 8 different decades.
August 14th, 2009 at 5:27 pm
I’m trying to imagine the horror story necessary for me to make it possible to sleep with Larry King. I can think of only one, “If you don’t sleep with Larry King we will kill your children.” Even then I’d have to get drunk, borrow some pills and beg one of you to give me some rufies so I wouldn’t remember the incident.
August 14th, 2009 at 6:07 pm
Guaranteed it would start with these words, “I was so drunk I couldn’t stand…”.
August 14th, 2009 at 6:41 pm
The money mare, think of all that moola, kick back close your eyes and think of all that cabbage, if he was homosexual why I’d…o.k., I see your point.