By Lex May 28, 2015 @ 12:24 PM
Once you’ve been repeatedly penetrated by DiCaprio there’s an air of invincibility around you akin to those who’ve seen brutal combat. You’re in a special club with limited members, not super limited, but you know, in the scheme of the total female population of the world, it’s still tiny. You form instant bonds with others who have gone through the same. You can spot an imposter trying to trade up a Luxor suite night with David Spade in ’03 into a weekend riding DiCaprio’s cock on a yacht off San Remo. It’s not something you necessarily asked for or something you’re consciously proud of, but it happened and you wield the power of survivors. I’m pretty sure you also get twenty percent off at participating Denny’s restaurants. Hellcats!
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By Lex May 19, 2015 @ 9:34 AM
Each May, Michelle Rodriquez and her love boat troll the French Riviera on a hot girl pussy hunt. Rodriguez entices the women attending the Cannes film festival to come take a three hour tour in lawless international waters. You gotta see the fish. That’s Leo DiCaprio’s ex-girlfriend Toni Garrn. Does she know she’s about to have Michelle Rodriguez’ snatch pressed so hard up against her mouth she can taste her future babies? Probably. It’s hard to get a reaction out of a supermodel.
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By Lex December 10, 2014 @ 9:42 AM
Media outlets were spewing this morning how Toni Garnn got her payback on Leonardo DiCaprio by posing for these hot photos in GQ Magazine. I’m not sure people understand how revenge works. The appropriate response to your recent boyfriend banging twenty South Beach models with the help of amphetamines and divine will is to either bang twenty dudes yourself, wish The AIDS upon him, or take all his shit and stress eat ice cream straight from the container. Showing him and the rest of the world your titties isn’t exactly a Sicilian style vendetta. You’ve lost this round, but the war isn’t over yet. Think German fetish magazines.
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By Lex September 17, 2014 @ 12:29 PM
Every time I see a picture of another model Leonardo Dicaprio is nailing, I get a little more jealous. I try not to, but that green-eyed monster is a bitch. Jealousy I mean, not this buck toothed Teuton. I want to Freaky Friday myself into Leo’s body for one evening of foreign model plundering. My story of winning the knock-off iPhone in the claw machine game at Fuddruckers has grown stale. I need another big win. C’mon, Olympus, Shazam me.
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By Lex July 29, 2014 @ 3:20 PM
Leonardo DiCaprio is not a man with a ton of time to waste. If you discount clubbing, karate kicking, and deep musing, he’s a very busy guy who medically requires sex five times a day with somebody with a modeling card in Frankfurt and Milan. Clothes take time to remove. Fancy model clothes take even more time. Then there’s that whole bit about wrinkling them or how it’s impossible to get horse pee out of silk. Total bother even for the man with nothing but time. Leo has no time. It’s best you just wait for him on the boat with as little as you can wear without being arrested by Interpol. You know who liked to wear clothes? Bar Refaeli. Now she’s running homing beacons into Hamas apartments. Anything more than a thong bottom and you can swim back to shore. DiCaprio, out.
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