You love your dogs. I love you. Want me to paint them?
She's friggin hawt!
Someone please tell her, you MUST work out when taking steroids.
Sarah, how dumb do you think we are?! Even I knows that's Butter Bean!Also, Tanya used to live in a nice part of Milwaukie near the river. It was about two blocks from Tom Selleck's house.
I didnt know the tonya became a ref
I'd rather look at the bug!!!
Rick should read more stories off her website, comedy gold.
I am with gaybob! Bring back the bug. She looks hideous.
Sarah - Welcome Back to the blogisphere...if I didn't hear you on the radio, I'd have thought you dropped off the face of the earth!Anyhoo, regarding Tanya, there is nothing left to say...I'm sure she is now considerably thinner however, given her recent meth bender..
Is this photo-shopped by some wise-ass cyber-punk? No? Then what hath God wrought upon the Earth? Is this a WWF Godzilla? The Sta-Puf marshmallow creature from Ghostbusters III? Daughter of Jabba the Hutt?Imagine accidentally slipping down into that arm pit area (or worse!) during a couch-snuggle. EEEuuuwwww!
That girl had an incredible amount of talent and just decided to throw it in the ash can. Sooo sad.
I used to skip school all the time and hang out at Clackamas Town Center (shaddup!) and she was always there practicing. Seemed nice enough, but as someone who was one of those "bred from birth for a sport" types, I can safely say it warps you and fucks you up.About a decade ago, one of my first jobs was working in the same office as her fat "bodyguard", Shawn Eckhardt.Everyone in Oregon has some sort of Tonya story. It's damn weird.
OK - Here's my Tonya story...I live in the Coove, and used to see her nearly every day. The closest brush I had with her was at the old Hi-School Pharmacy....I was in line behind her at the checkout counter...she was buying Tampax....I didn't want to repeat the story, but now everyone who reads this will be forced to share this icky memory with me...I still gag a little when I think about it.Thanks alot, Seamus...you forced me to one-up you....
I lived by that same hischool pharmacy. I used to hear stories, but I never had my own Tonya sighting.
It is weird, Seumas. Here's my Tonya interlude. A few years back I was at a local biker's funeral ride in Vancouver. Tonya shows up on the back of some douchebag's yuppie Harley wearing painted-on, skin tight RED leathers; head to toe. I have never seen leathers so snug they could do an ass-crack crawl - but Tonya's did! This was before she went Goodyear Blimp on us, and I gotta admit - it was sort of creepy hot. RED leathers! -only Tonya! The world will be a bit more boring when she finally checks out.
Forget Tonya: who's the woman in the background?That's a balcony you could do Shakespeare from!
Steve - her name is "Bottles". I attended Morse Science High with her many years ago..she was a real Tirebiter....
Steveobar,You mean she's a SPY (Or was that just Porgy)?? Granted, one could hide a lot of microfilm there.This is my day off, so I'm sitting here waiting for the electrian (or someone like him), learning my next 3 words in Turkish....
...and stop calling me Stevobar...my name's Adolph!
Tonya looks like Vic Mackie from The Shield.
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