My Mac Celebrity Crib

Hey, yo, y’all. Guess who was on Mac Celebrity Cribs?

Wrong! It was me!

Mac Celebrity Cribs from John Moltz on Vimeo.

See, it’s easy to be on a show when you just make it up! It’s a fun game you can play at home by yourself!

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72 thoughts on “My Mac Celebrity Crib”

  1. who cares about you and your pathetic so called life anymore. you don’t care about us, moltz so f*** off.
    you’re not a mac celeb anymore, just a mac douche.

  2. Thanks, but only if it comes with a free sexbot. Just one, let rest of the family find their own.

  3. The Performa actually has a “secret hole” that you can do all sorts of fun stuff with. Stuff you should probably be doing with your wife or a girl.

  4. Wassup, docklet?

    Is that a double-barrelled sawed-off 12-gauge shotgun, or are you just happy to see me?

    Oops, no offense meant; settle down Elmer!

  5. Mr. Moltz Sir,
    After a period of simple entries in “your blog”, as I believe it is known in vulgar circles, once again a miscreant, masquerading as “Wascally Wabbit”, submits a lewd entry that caused my Lady Wife to faint upon a chance reading.
    Unless you remove this egregious entry, I and fellow members of the 13th. Lancers Section of the British Legion, including the Padre, will persuade you by my our favourite means.
    Disgusted Col Retd

  6. Can you actually get a Politically Correct?
    Would it offend you Steve if I passed this offer by?

  7. I haven’t seen eyes that bulging since I last looked at a Japanese Koi pond… are you in a partial vacuum? Blood pressure too high? Sheesh, scared the crap out of me and…well….had a little lunch come back up in my mouth to be honest, whenever you did the Marty Feldman impression which was everytime you looked anywhere except for straight ahead.

  8. Sound to me like some bitches need this angry black woman to put the root out on they sorry self and open up a hell-a gigantic can of whoopass on they collective pathetic no account worth nothin’ lousy evil need to be beat down ain’t ever done nobody no good no how stupid lazy mock ain’t fit for organ donation much less a friggen compost heap bitch ain’t fit for blowflies to feed off of or for them to deposit they eggs in larvae maggots not fit for the goddamn body farm you asswipes jest ain’t no damn good you is a good damn excuse for eugenics abortion birth control abstinence straight up celibacy sterility enforced sterility enforced abortion enforced eugenics enforced torture. shot yeah I know I soundin like too the monster in the abyss I stare in the damn thang long snuff plus you fuckers push me in there with it welcome home soon we waitin on y’all yawning endless gaping hungry only toothy black hungry maw tentacles reaching treacly suctiony beckoning to you the final embrace…soul flesh blood bone crunchin good…seeya soon suckas!

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