This hottie smoking pottie with his buzzed hair and boyish body is assuredly a gentlemen stoner. Offering me up some sunshine sans shirt as he adds his own clouds to the blue sky. Why thank you, don’t mind if I do.
The end is near, and only one can live…..
Needless to say the theater opening night in Hollywood will be at capacity with Gay Stoners with two wands at the ready.
Check out Harry Potter’s ginger haired sidekick, Rupert Grint taking his bath to another level. Personally, I can never manage to keep a joint dry in the tub.
The right shoe takes on the ribbed skull-cap material worn by Cheech, while the left shoe features a paisley bandana print inspired by Chong. Accompanying each pair of shoes will be two sets of interchangeable black and — yes– green laces.
I was celebrating 4/20 with such enthusiasm and reckless abandon that I somehow forgot that Nike has quietly released a marijuana inspired shoe to show their support to the smokey cause. Only 1,000 pairs of the kicks were manufactured, making them almost as impossible to find as a top in West Hollywood. Nike knows their consumers, they ensured every pair have a stash pocket! I love a stash pocket, now my anus won’t be so sore all the time. Well, maybe a little sore.
Last year the mega shoe manufacturer released “Skunk” in honor of the highliday. A tattered mess of muted shades of green suede that I imagine was to resemble a bud of weed, but ended up just looking like it was assembled from remnants off the floor of Wilson’s.
Popular Playgirl hottie, Greg McKeon is currently taking things from balmy to hot and bongy on his balcony in Palm Springs. He is enjoying his day off from filming scenes from the 5th installment of the “Eating Out” flicks titled “Eating Out 5: The Open Weekend”. Greg grips that thick handful of a bong quite well, seems to know how to handle a hand full and an impressive load. One handed. Total pro.
day off today from shoot Eating Out Five. so a morning bowl, what a better way to start a nice day in palm springs! – Greg
Between you and I, I hear that Greg is filming a full frontal scene tomorrow for the popular “Eating Out” franchise. Did you ever see “Vampire Boys“? If not, I highly suggest you check it out. His meaty man-kabob makes an appearance in that flick too. People do seem to enjoy it and I imagine Vampire Boys would like to suck it.
Check out the full frontal screen shots HERE. You’re welcome.
If Justin Bieber were pierced, from Portland Oregon, and smoked weed I imagine this is what he would look like. Here is a hotter and hipper version of that Bieber boy but if you prefer Bieber, check him out below.
The above photos were taken by the stylist’s assistant on the set of a recent shoot Justin was doing. He asked her to take some sexy photos of him so that he could send them to his girlfriend, Selena Gomez.
I am embarrassed for Drake. Where is all that dark meat we hear so much about?
Look at these photos taken today of Justin meeting Drake. What’s going on in Drake’s sweats? he seems really excited to meet boy wonder Bieber. I think Drake wants to slap something his white boy ass rather than his hand. Under cover brother?
I’m watching the Packers and packing bowls and I’m thinking….
Clay Matthews isn’t just a (whatever he plays) for the Green Bay Packers – he’s a WARRIOR. Look at that beef. He’s like a blond Gaston when he flexes like that. He’s a MONSTER, and not a “Lady Gaga” kind of Monster but an actual rip you apart and crush you if he’s on top, protein shaking MONSTER. He trains hard, sweats hard, and loves to show if off and you know we gay stoners love a show boater.
He’s the only reason I’m watching this Superbowl thingy. That and Lea Michele was on.
I actually own an old faded Greeen Bay packers shirt I found at Goodwill, so I pulled it out today. The only problem is people come up to me in public and act like we’re in some secret club.
“Heeeey PACKERS!” They shout and point.
“Packers” I mumble back.
I was wearing the shirt as a gay pupn. I’m a top, therefore a Packer and oh so clever. But no one gets the joke. I’m just part of a club…a brotherhood I never knew I joined. But at least I can always say I dream of meeting Clay Matthews (in my butthole).
“Give it to me PACKERS!”