Showing posts with label tight pants. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tight pants. Show all posts

Monday, August 8, 2011

Jean Claude Van Damme's Pants Are Too Tight.

I apologise, Readers, but I must interrupt the current spate of stupidity on this blog with yet more stupidity.

I have just seen this advert, starring a weather beaten Jean Claude Van Damme:


             

What the hell is that all about?

His pants are frozen rock solid?

He's walking like a penguin?

Cripes, I am so perplexed about that advert I have no idea what lager he's advertising! But if it's frozen his assets it can't be good.

You know, on balance, I don't think that penguin walk has anything to do with lager. He's trying to put us of the scent:

I think he's had a vasectomy.

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