What You’re Missing In Miami
02.07.10
Miami is of course the place to be this week, with locals and visitors taking advantage of the sun and fun before tonight’s spectacle. Unlike our own Mr. Ape we are unable to experience the scene first hand, so instead here’s a brief photo tour of goings on in south Florida.




Images via Yahoo!


Slothrop – do you have a non-mobile link to your liveblog?
My socks are made of more cloth than those guys’ shorts.
Let’s get this game over with so we can get to the real football story: Favre Watch.
ok, tweet sent
twitter.com/slothrop1
are you twitter.com/slothrop
send me a message through my twitter if you want to be a producer.
cheers to slothrop.
Opening it up at 5 est.
Who Dat? vs the Fat Humps
as an adopted Southerner who’s great-great-grandfather killed more rebels than typhoid, I will spell it how I want to ;)
/typhoid killed more rebs and yanks than bullets, mortars, and cannons by a factor of four.
I’ll start a live blog if yall want it. when should I start it?
Yesterday. Goddamn it, Slothrop. Get on the ball!
/was tempted to correct the spelling of “y’all”, but figured fake indignation for volunteerism was dickish enough.
Should I it up at 6 for the kickoff show? or just open it now? I’ll post the link here and on my twitter.
the o-face guy looks like stafford…
I d’know…whenever the shitty pregame musical act starts maybe? Or is that going on now? I’ve got the Puppy Bowl on.
I’ll start a live blog if yall want it. when should I start it?
Another Ben:
WhatWouldPurpleJesusDo ran it independent of KSK last year (the Gay Mafia being too “busy” with their “social lives”) so it may come down to a random commenter rallying the troops and putting up their own. I’d start one myself but I don’t really know how to use the LiveBlog stuff too well and I’ll probably only be around for half the game.
If someone does start a unofficially blogkkake (unless there’s a real one here) can I at least suggest: don’t compete with each other and start multiple LiveBlogs. Just stick with one.
I’ve woken up to sights like those two sunbathers before.
Except they’re usually hookers, and they’re decomposing rather than sunbathing.
There aren’t any plans for a live blog, is there?
That’s a lot of money for Ape to go to Miami to try to talk a drunken Big Ben into letting him blow him, that could have been done any fall weekend in Pittsburgh for 50 dollars and a slice of pizza topped with french fries & cheeseburgers.
Jesus died on that twat.
Who dat? Who dat who gonna burn in hell?
That’s not a camel toe, that’s a camal cross, Jesus died on that twat. (And she’s got some nice tits for a grandma.)
thanks Otto Man – I couldnt get past the queen with the trampstamp , thanks for diverting my attention there. And the camel toe lady looks like she would be up for some beaunxing
uhh, i meant 2 feet of snow. oops
Things you won’t see when the Fat Humps host the Super Bowl
The lockout will prevent them from hosting it anyway.
Eisen said it was only 50 degrees in Miami today. Whatever, still beats 2 inches of snow
the tagline of “things you wont see when the fat humps host the superbowl” is perfect. Here is a preview of Sexy Friday on the Friday before the FatHump Bowl
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/pictures/view/653357/
Picture with the gay guys in short shorts:
Check out the camel toe on the chick in the black bikini top and the tan capri pants.
If I have that image burned into my retinas, I’m not going to suffer alone.
That is one flabby, not so lovely, lady lump.
“Apparently they couldn’t find the beach.”
And that’s dumb enough for them to think I am worth having sex with!
Any puppybowl posts later? I’ve always maintained the kitty half time show should include the puppys, or at least a few scorpions.
That last photo is the Indy answer to Brazilian girls.
That guy behind Eli just JIZZED IN HIS PANTS!
The guy behind Eli looks like he’d just been poked in the asshole by a spiked dildo.
I didn’t know Chris Kattan had a trampstamp.
That upside down horseshoe is filling up with something other than good luck.
(Eli begins to fidget and make nervous faces)
Marisa Miller: Is everything alright, Eli?
Eli: Um … yes, ma’am.
(grabs crotch like toddler who needs to pee, squeezes legs together, sways back and forth, and bites lip)
Marisa Miller (touches his arm): Are you sure?
(Eli runs away frightened while still holding groin)
Eli: Moooooommmmm! It’s moving again!
Who’s giving the O-face behind Sheli?