tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post115929226222901037..comments2024-02-28T10:34:56.383-08:00Comments on Tucker Max Is A Douchebag: Another Real-Life Tucker Max StoryCockly McBeefwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04144263906784826431noreply@blogger.comBlogger86125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1166465846215333022006-12-18T10:17:00.000-08:002006-12-18T10:17:00.000-08:00I work in publishing. I can tell you without any ...I work in publishing. I can tell you without any doubt that the publisher that put out Tucker Max's book does not pay $300K advances. Their typical advance is three grand. They probably top out somewhere around fifty.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1162954961447608942006-11-07T19:02:00.000-08:002006-11-07T19:02:00.000-08:00Yes, Tucker Max is an asshole and yes, he freely a...Yes, Tucker Max is an asshole and yes, he freely admits it. But that does not exonerate him from one simple fact: HE'S AN ASSHOLE. Asshole being the very word to define someone who treats others like crap, and therefore deserves to be treated the same. Max will never succeed in the mainstream because he has no appeal - his charismatic alpha-male tendecies only cater to the young and insecure and eventually most of them grow out of it. There is little that is reedemable about him except for a good laugh, but the idea that he will ever reach true widespread success is delusional.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161361261642283542006-10-20T09:21:00.000-07:002006-10-20T09:21:00.000-07:00The greatest Tucker Max Story Never Told!From this...The greatest Tucker Max Story Never Told!<BR/><BR/>From this site:<BR/><BR/>http://www.violentacres.com/archives/10/alpha-male<BR/><BR/><BR/>Hi Tucker Fans!<BR/>October 18th, 2006<BR/>My name is Tucker Max, and I am completely full of shit.<BR/>I get excessively drunk so often that I have far surpassed the realm of normal college debauchery and entered the realm of ‘officially has a problem with alcoholism.’ I disregard social norms by wearing really ‘out there’ clothing like white T-shirts. I mock idiots and posers while simultaneously referring to the fact that I just barely made it onto the New York Times Bestseller list almost constantly and acting shocked when people don’t swoon over this even though it’s likely that Stephen King’s grocery list would outsell all of my books put together. I sleep with a lot of young, clueless chicks that I meet on the Internet in a sad pathetic attempt to avoid establishing any real connection with anyone because, let’s face it, I have Daddy issues. Big time. In my spare time, I lament my chronic loneliness and empty existence. But all this makes me cool. Seriously.<BR/>Ok, so none of that makes me cool. What makes me cool is all these totally awesome stories that I made up. Um, I mean all these totally real stories that I did not make up because they’re all totally real. Here, how about I tell you a story right now? Just to prove that I’m for real and not a blatant liar.<BR/>Tucker Max Fucks a Tranny; hilarity ensues.<BR/>You see, I have fucked so many girls that it’s hard for me to get excited about sex. Like, seriously, I have had so much empty sex so many times that I can’t even count. In fact, I am so goddamn bored with sex that in order for me to get the flag at more than half mast nowadays (If you know what I mean, and I think you do), I have to sex with some kind of an oddity like a Midget or an Amputee or a weird pinched face horse looking girl who demands that I call her ‘girlfriend.’ Well since I fucked all of that, I decided to head into uncharted territory. I decided to fuck a tranny.It went down like this:<BR/>So my friend calls me up and says this:<BR/>DrunkRex: Hey man, I was just about to fuck this tranny, but I noticed she had herpes so I opted out. But I figured since you already had herpes, you wouldn’t mind. You in?<BR/>Tucker: Fuck you.<BR/>DrunkRex: No way, man. I’m totally serious. She’s already been paid and everything.<BR/>Tucker: Did you tell her that I’m a New York Times Best Selling Author?<BR/>DrunkRex: Sure did. And she was like, really impressed. Like really.<BR/>Tucker: I hate you.<BR/>DrunkRex: Listen, are you going to fuck this tranny or not?<BR/>Tucker: In a minute. First I have to fill the rest of this page with more pointless, uninteresting dialogue. Makes the story look longer.<BR/>DrunkRex: …<BR/>Tucker: … <BR/>DrunkRex: You done yet?<BR/>Tucker: Yeah, man, I’m on my way.<BR/>So I hopped into a cab and headed to a sleazy cockroach ridden motel where my TrannyPrincess waited for me. This was going to be so cool! But then I started feeling something that I totally normally don’t feel: Nervousness. I mean, is this what it’s like being a normal guy and not a New York Times Bestselling Author? Because this sucks. I don’t know how all you mere mortal beta type guys handle it. I had to chant to myself ‘I am not a failure, I am not a failure, no matter what my parents think, I am not a failure’ for a full 5 minutes before I got the sack to walk up to the room. But once I got inside, it was all good.<BR/>My TrannyPrincess was totally hot and totally wasted. Like, seriously, she was passed out on the bed and DrunkRex had to nudge her awake.<BR/>DrunkRex: Hey Isabella, wake up. This is Tucker.<BR/>TrannyPrincess: Ump? Er….ugh….oh Hi.<BR/>DrunkRex: *whispering* Seriously, bitch, I just paid you $50. Act like you’re totally impressed to be meeting him.<BR/>TrannyPrincess: Habba? Ooo….ugh. Hi Tucker, I am totally impressed to be meeting you…like I’ve seen all your….stuff? You know, that stuff that made you super duper famous?<BR/>DrunkRex: *whispering* Books, you dumb slut, BOOKS!<BR/>TrannyPrincess: Books! I totally read everything you write. Seriously, you’re my favorite. *aside to DrunkRex* Is his voice usually that girly sounding?<BR/>Tucker: … <BR/>DrunkRex: … <BR/>TrannyPrincess: …<BR/>DrunkRex: Tucker?<BR/>Tucker: Dude, man, I have to make it to 3 pages.<BR/>DrunkRex: Jesus Christ.<BR/>So here’s what’s up, fucking a Tranny was shockingly disappointing. It’s kinda like fucking TheBunny when she’s wearing that strap-on thingy that she has. Except the Tranny didn’t run to the bathroom and cry for about two hours afterward.<BR/>When I was done (Which was really quick, according to the rumors), me, DrunkRex, and the TrannyPrincess all played ‘I never’ and I had a total blast even though I’m middle aged and I should really be done with this college frat party bullshit. I passed out drunk and woke up in a bathtub full of freezing cold water. And my kidney was gone! Dude, can you believe it? My TrannyPrincess totally stole my kidney so she could sell it on the black market! Seriously, this story is 100% true. It was the absolute weirdest thing that has ever happened to me in my whole crazy life.<BR/>Oh, did I mention that I’m a New York Times Best Selling Author?<BR/>I did?<BR/>Oh well. Aren’t you, like, totally impressed?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161361251293201112006-10-20T09:20:00.000-07:002006-10-20T09:20:00.000-07:00The greatest Tucker Max Story Never Told!From this...The greatest Tucker Max Story Never Told!<BR/><BR/>From this site:<BR/><BR/>http://www.violentacres.com/archives/10/alpha-male<BR/><BR/><BR/>Hi Tucker Fans!<BR/>October 18th, 2006<BR/>My name is Tucker Max, and I am completely full of shit.<BR/>I get excessively drunk so often that I have far surpassed the realm of normal college debauchery and entered the realm of ‘officially has a problem with alcoholism.’ I disregard social norms by wearing really ‘out there’ clothing like white T-shirts. I mock idiots and posers while simultaneously referring to the fact that I just barely made it onto the New York Times Bestseller list almost constantly and acting shocked when people don’t swoon over this even though it’s likely that Stephen King’s grocery list would outsell all of my books put together. I sleep with a lot of young, clueless chicks that I meet on the Internet in a sad pathetic attempt to avoid establishing any real connection with anyone because, let’s face it, I have Daddy issues. Big time. In my spare time, I lament my chronic loneliness and empty existence. But all this makes me cool. Seriously.<BR/>Ok, so none of that makes me cool. What makes me cool is all these totally awesome stories that I made up. Um, I mean all these totally real stories that I did not make up because they’re all totally real. Here, how about I tell you a story right now? Just to prove that I’m for real and not a blatant liar.<BR/>Tucker Max Fucks a Tranny; hilarity ensues.<BR/>You see, I have fucked so many girls that it’s hard for me to get excited about sex. Like, seriously, I have had so much empty sex so many times that I can’t even count. In fact, I am so goddamn bored with sex that in order for me to get the flag at more than half mast nowadays (If you know what I mean, and I think you do), I have to sex with some kind of an oddity like a Midget or an Amputee or a weird pinched face horse looking girl who demands that I call her ‘girlfriend.’ Well since I fucked all of that, I decided to head into uncharted territory. I decided to fuck a tranny.It went down like this:<BR/>So my friend calls me up and says this:<BR/>DrunkRex: Hey man, I was just about to fuck this tranny, but I noticed she had herpes so I opted out. But I figured since you already had herpes, you wouldn’t mind. You in?<BR/>Tucker: Fuck you.<BR/>DrunkRex: No way, man. I’m totally serious. She’s already been paid and everything.<BR/>Tucker: Did you tell her that I’m a New York Times Best Selling Author?<BR/>DrunkRex: Sure did. And she was like, really impressed. Like really.<BR/>Tucker: I hate you.<BR/>DrunkRex: Listen, are you going to fuck this tranny or not?<BR/>Tucker: In a minute. First I have to fill the rest of this page with more pointless, uninteresting dialogue. Makes the story look longer.<BR/>DrunkRex: …<BR/>Tucker: … <BR/>DrunkRex: You done yet?<BR/>Tucker: Yeah, man, I’m on my way.<BR/>So I hopped into a cab and headed to a sleazy cockroach ridden motel where my TrannyPrincess waited for me. This was going to be so cool! But then I started feeling something that I totally normally don’t feel: Nervousness. I mean, is this what it’s like being a normal guy and not a New York Times Bestselling Author? Because this sucks. I don’t know how all you mere mortal beta type guys handle it. I had to chant to myself ‘I am not a failure, I am not a failure, no matter what my parents think, I am not a failure’ for a full 5 minutes before I got the sack to walk up to the room. But once I got inside, it was all good.<BR/>My TrannyPrincess was totally hot and totally wasted. Like, seriously, she was passed out on the bed and DrunkRex had to nudge her awake.<BR/>DrunkRex: Hey Isabella, wake up. This is Tucker.<BR/>TrannyPrincess: Ump? Er….ugh….oh Hi.<BR/>DrunkRex: *whispering* Seriously, bitch, I just paid you $50. Act like you’re totally impressed to be meeting him.<BR/>TrannyPrincess: Habba? Ooo….ugh. Hi Tucker, I am totally impressed to be meeting you…like I’ve seen all your….stuff? You know, that stuff that made you super duper famous?<BR/>DrunkRex: *whispering* Books, you dumb slut, BOOKS!<BR/>TrannyPrincess: Books! I totally read everything you write. Seriously, you’re my favorite. *aside to DrunkRex* Is his voice usually that girly sounding?<BR/>Tucker: … <BR/>DrunkRex: … <BR/>TrannyPrincess: …<BR/>DrunkRex: Tucker?<BR/>Tucker: Dude, man, I have to make it to 3 pages.<BR/>DrunkRex: Jesus Christ.<BR/>So here’s what’s up, fucking a Tranny was shockingly disappointing. It’s kinda like fucking TheBunny when she’s wearing that strap-on thingy that she has. Except the Tranny didn’t run to the bathroom and cry for about two hours afterward.<BR/>When I was done (Which was really quick, according to the rumors), me, DrunkRex, and the TrannyPrincess all played ‘I never’ and I had a total blast even though I’m middle aged and I should really be done with this college frat party bullshit. I passed out drunk and woke up in a bathtub full of freezing cold water. And my kidney was gone! Dude, can you believe it? My TrannyPrincess totally stole my kidney so she could sell it on the black market! Seriously, this story is 100% true. It was the absolute weirdest thing that has ever happened to me in my whole crazy life.<BR/>Oh, did I mention that I’m a New York Times Best Selling Author?<BR/>I did?<BR/>Oh well. Aren’t you, like, totally impressed?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161294126201147182006-10-19T14:42:00.000-07:002006-10-19T14:42:00.000-07:00Don't cry Tucker.Don't cry Tucker.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161288012773275622006-10-19T13:00:00.000-07:002006-10-19T13:00:00.000-07:00to the guy who called embassy suites, good work. t...to the guy who called embassy suites, good work. the last time tucker took an ass-raping that bad was right before he was placed in the foster home.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161286256329755152006-10-19T12:30:00.000-07:002006-10-19T12:30:00.000-07:00Cocky, you need to update more often! There's too...Cocky, you need to update more often! There's too much hate here for just the "comments" -- these should be main entries, particularly the one about the Austin Hotel. Smoking Gun fucked James Frey, Cockly McBeefwell can fuck Tucker Max! That Opie and Anthony appearance alone probably cost him hundreds of thousands of fansAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161268379268626932006-10-19T07:32:00.000-07:002006-10-19T07:32:00.000-07:00Tucker must be a CIA agent. He leaves no trace of ...Tucker must be a CIA agent. He leaves no trace of his alleged exploits.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161190157261846052006-10-18T09:49:00.000-07:002006-10-18T09:49:00.000-07:00OMG HAHAHAHH you guys are calling hotels he wrote ...OMG HAHAHAHH you guys are calling hotels he wrote about now? seriously you should try finding his mother and father too<BR/><BR/><BR/>you guys should stop being so mean.<BR/>why cant everyone just be nice to each other!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161181714991008432006-10-18T07:28:00.000-07:002006-10-18T07:28:00.000-07:00Has anyone tried to see if he's really banned from...<I>Has anyone tried to see if he's really banned from the hotel chain because he crapped on the floor in Austin?</I><BR/><BR/>He couldn't hold it in? That's what he gets for letting Kung Fu Mike gape his anus.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161178950044575962006-10-18T06:42:00.000-07:002006-10-18T06:42:00.000-07:00Embassy Suites, Austin TX512-469-9000I spoke with ...Embassy Suites, Austin TX<BR/><BR/>512-469-9000<BR/><BR/>I spoke with the manager on duty, who has been working there for 6 years. They had no record of this event, and said that if this occured, they were sure to hear about it.<BR/><BR/>Also, I was told that if this happened, they wouldn't wait until the guest checked out. They would immeadiately be asked to leave the hotel.<BR/><BR/>Next time you want to have somebody call your bluff, make sure you're holding a stronger hand.<BR/><BR/>Tucker = LiarAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161146771871368882006-10-17T21:46:00.000-07:002006-10-17T21:46:00.000-07:00Anonymous 10/16/2006 11:58 AMI'm not even going to...Anonymous 10/16/2006 11:58 AM<BR/><BR/>I'm not even going to insult you because its a flat out waste of effort. Tucker makes fun of people, leaves them anonymous and his stuff is FUNNY. Who cares if it is real or not, I don't go watch a Hollywood movie 'based on a true story' and expect it to be depicted head on. It is ENTERTAINMENT, if you don't like it, CHANGE the channel, turn the page, go to another website. I hate WWF or WWE or whatever it is, but I don't go around parading like a clown saying how dumb they look in tights on their man soap opera.<BR/><BR/>I think Tucker is funny, but I'm definitely not a fanboy. He takes things a bit too far and has left a lot of enemies (I don't know if he even met you guys, but proof enough). I guess you guys never make fun of psycho girls you hook up with or dumbasses you meet in the bars/streets? It respectful he is going his own way with his career. Who cares if he is 'supposed' to be making whatever with his degree, he is blazing his own trail, which to me is what America is about.<BR/><BR/>Regardless of all that, he is a dick and does a lot of dick things, but that is what he is about. You guys basically are beating a dead horse, in an unentertaining fashion. The only thing I find truely funny about all of your antics is how even more insecure, immature and angry you all seem to be about a guy YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW who even says himself that he is immature and a misogynist.<BR/><BR/>To the guy that called someone a 'big virgin' on the internet... are you serious? You have reached a new low.<BR/><BR/>He also mentioned what hotel it was, Embassy Suites, check it out. I'm sure if you call and say you are a reporter investigating for a story they will let you in on the info.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161113922238246082006-10-17T12:38:00.000-07:002006-10-17T12:38:00.000-07:00Did he ever disclose the name of the hotel chain? ...Did he ever disclose the name of the hotel chain? I remember the story being a bit lame (oh, he pooped, ha ha), but not the particulars.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161112754189513752006-10-17T12:19:00.000-07:002006-10-17T12:19:00.000-07:00Okay, so that's the buttsex story and the pepper s...Okay, so that's the buttsex story and the pepper spray story that have serious logical inconsistencies, and the absinthe donut stories and the sushi pants story that people have failed to find proof over. <BR/><BR/>Has anyone tried to see if he's really banned from the hotel chain because he crapped on the floor in Austin? Seems like that would be easy to check up on (but I can't do it I live overseas.) <BR/><BR/>Maybe Cocky should make a whole message board to discuss Tucker Max's idiocy. On Myspace perhaps?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161041912495076492006-10-16T16:38:00.000-07:002006-10-16T16:38:00.000-07:00FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161032401290198182006-10-16T14:00:00.000-07:002006-10-16T14:00:00.000-07:00"Hey Ladies,Did someone ruffle your feathers? Do y..."Hey Ladies,<BR/><BR/>Did someone ruffle your feathers? Do you some candy because you are on your period. You girls are cute when you're angry.<BR/><BR/>Love,<BR/>Anonymous"<BR/><BR/>i'm not flattered. you probably think any girl is cute you giant virgin.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161025087794914772006-10-16T11:58:00.000-07:002006-10-16T11:58:00.000-07:00"You guys are pretty pathetic, it's usually guys l..."You guys are pretty pathetic, it's usually guys like you that hate on guys that have a life."<BR/><BR/>You mean how Tucker goes out of his way to hate on virtual nobodys like Anthony DiMeo or the woman who got 40th place at Ms. America?<BR/><BR/>I understand, it's perfectly fine when Tucker "hates on guys that have a life", but when we make fun of Tucker, his thin-skinned minions who can't stand the thought of people disliking somebody who is a self-described "asshole", come here in a feeble attempt to defend him. I'll let you in on a secret, Tucker doesn't give a shit about you. You are nothing more than a tool.<BR/><BR/>I think you need to get a dictionary and look up the word "hypocrite" because that's exactly what you are.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161023442291846792006-10-16T11:30:00.000-07:002006-10-16T11:30:00.000-07:00You guys are pretty pathetic, it's usually guys li...You guys are pretty pathetic, it's usually guys like you that hate on guys that have a life. Its cool though, nobody criticizes a nobody.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1161022989997723572006-10-16T11:23:00.000-07:002006-10-16T11:23:00.000-07:00Hey Ladies,Did someone ruffle your feathers? Do y...Hey Ladies,<BR/><BR/>Did someone ruffle your feathers? Do you some candy because you are on your period. You girls are cute when you're angry.<BR/><BR/>Love,<BR/>AnonymousAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1160777701533243272006-10-13T15:15:00.000-07:002006-10-13T15:15:00.000-07:00"because then I believe he will be exposed as the ..."because then I believe he will be exposed as the fraud I believe him to be."<BR/><BR/>i think there are too many "be-" words in this sentence.<BR/><BR/>try saying it 5x fast!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1160755835103814182006-10-13T09:10:00.000-07:002006-10-13T09:10:00.000-07:00"Take a bad picture of someone (obviously you've n..."Take a bad picture of someone (obviously you've never had one) and then ridicule the way he looks, which somehow proves that he is bad and you are good."<BR/><BR/>I'm sorry? You're offended that we make fun of the way Tucker looks? Half of the dialogue in Tucker's book is dedicated to making fun of how other people look. Now you're upset that people are making fun of how Tucker looks (dumpy, short, balding)? Sounds a bit hypocritical.<BR/><BR/><BR/>"The only problem is, you're trying to prove to people something that Tucker Max has never denied: That he is an asshole, who worships himself, drinks copiously, and has sex with women who are willing."<BR/><BR/>Then you should have no problem with this blog, other than the fact that people are catching on and figuring out that Tucker is lying about most of what occurs in his stories and pointing out the inconsistencies in his badly written stories.<BR/><BR/>"If you want anyone to take you seriously, write something more comprehensive and back it up and let him defend himself."<BR/><BR/>You mean like how Tucker defended himself on O&A? You mean he'll tell a story and just figure everybody believes him on face value? I haven't seen Tucker ever really defend his stories other than have a close personal friend back him up and tell people "it's true". No offense, I could have my friends tell you that I was the 2nd baseman for the Red Sox, it doesn't make it true. <BR/><BR/>The day Tucker comes up with the videotape in question (Butt Sex Story), or a police report (Absinthe Donut Story) I'll believe his stories are true. Until then, he's just a low rent James Frey in the eyes of a lot of people.<BR/><BR/><BR/>"This blog-a-day on what ugly shirt he wears in public only shows you to be petty and immature."<BR/><BR/>Yes, because Tucker is the epitome of a well adjusted, mature adult.<BR/><BR/>"At least Tucker Max is getting paid for his. "<BR/><BR/>Yes he is, and he's getting paid a lot more. This will make his "true" stories an even bigger target for scrutiny, and those people who are investigating his stories are not good friends of his, and will not accept his word on face value. I hope he makes a million dollars on his next book, because then I believe he will be exposed as the fraud I believe him to be.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1160752979790585542006-10-13T08:22:00.000-07:002006-10-13T08:22:00.000-07:00Wow, that is some biting, perceptive criticism. Ta...Wow, that is some biting, perceptive criticism. Take a bad picture of someone (obviously you've never had one) and then ridicule the way he looks, which somehow proves that he is bad and you are good. Oh ya, and after that you try to show how cheap he is by quoting his friend whom he has already quoted in his actual book. I'm assuming you're one of the vapid whores he once fucked?<BR/><BR/>If you're going to follow someone's every move, I guarantee you will find something to criticze every step of the way. The only problem is, you're trying to prove to people something that Tucker Max has never denied: That he is an asshole, who worships himself, drinks copiously, and has sex with women who are willing.<BR/><BR/>If you want anyone to take you seriously, write something more comprehensive and back it up and let him defend himself. This blog-a-day on what ugly shirt he wears in public only shows you to be petty and immature.<BR/><BR/>At least Tucker Max is getting paid for his.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1160738051837422282006-10-13T04:14:00.000-07:002006-10-13T04:14:00.000-07:00I'm on the fence, but it cracks me up too.While I ...I'm on the fence, but it cracks me up too.<BR/><BR/>While I agree with Tucker, that he's an asshole, and I agree with Cockly that Tucker's a douchebag, I can't stop reading either one.<BR/><BR/>Tucker has really gone downhill of late though.<BR/><BR/>I think he peaked when writing the Katy Johnson story, years back, and maybe the Austin road trip.<BR/><BR/>After that, he leans more toward the douchebag side of "admitted drunken asshole"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1160696355701452362006-10-12T16:39:00.000-07:002006-10-12T16:39:00.000-07:00MORE HATER COMMENTS PLEASE!I NEED MORE INCEST JOKE...MORE HATER COMMENTS PLEASE!<BR/>I NEED MORE INCEST JOKES AND GAY DICK JOKEZZ~!!!<BR/><BR/>no seriously, im a tucker max fAn, but this shit cracks me up.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21127102.post-1160419578800106712006-10-09T11:46:00.000-07:002006-10-09T11:46:00.000-07:00tucker wouldn't know funny if it fucked him in the...tucker wouldn't know funny if it fucked him in the ass and got a friend to sit in the closet and videotape it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com