Showing posts with label potatoes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label potatoes. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Perv of the Day

Welcome to another edition of Perv of the Day.

Infomaniac will, from time to time, seek out the perviest perverts and parade them pantless in front of you, the judge and jury.



THE PERV: An unnamed naked vicar, in his 50s.

THE PLACE: Yorkshire, England.

THE PERVERSION: The vicar underwent surgery to have a potato removed from his arse.

The clergyman insisted he had not been playing a sex game.

Nurse Trudi Watson of Sheffield Northern General Hospital said: “He explained to me, quite sincerely, he had been hanging curtains naked in the kitchen when he fell backwards on to the kitchen table and on to a potato."




For more examples of foreign bodies that have “accidentally” been inserted up arseholes, please refer to Infomaniac’s “Shove It Up Yer Arse” post.

Monday, January 14, 2008

More Irish Porn





You old-timers will remember my filthy Irish Porn posting of yesteryear.

The United Nations has declared the year 2008 as the International Year of the Potato.

In celebration, Infomaniac is pleased to present...


MORE IRISH PORN!





















Sensitive readers please avert your eyes as we move into the S&M portion of our presentation…












Taking the potato fetish to new levels, we observe a real-life Mr. Potato Head perv in the privacy of his home…







And finally, a little live, hard-core action for you.

Watch, if you dare, as potato after potato is vigorously rubbed and stroked again and again with Tater Mitts.

“Simply rub with a few quick strokes” and strip it down.

Mmmm… them’s some HOT potatoes!

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Where’s SID?


Stupid Irish Daddy



SID hasn’t updated his blog for a week.

And yesterday, not a single comment from the Oirish cunt on my blog nor on Tazzy and Piggy’s blog.

At first I thought it was just a case of him having his typing finger stuck up his arse, as usual.

Then I got to thinking that maybe SID had expired. Ceased to be. Gone to meet ‘is maker.

For a brief moment I rejoiced in thinking the time was ripe to raid his liquor cabinet.

But lo and behold if I haven’t discovered where he’s been hiding.

I think it’s safe to assume he’s still bloated and sleeping it off from overindulging at the Crawfordsburn Country Park “Potato Fayre.”


Monday, September 04, 2006

Irish Porn

I found these dirty photos while I was rummaging through Oirishman SID’s closet…