Daily Worst: Sexy Lexy xx
Design-wise, there’s nothing too horribly atrocious about Sexy Lexy’s page. It’s slightly lacking in subtlety and any modern standards of taste, but I can actually read it; it’s acceptable.
I really could not get past those photos, though. Sweet pink burning Jesus, that is one ugly dude!
Aye caramba! Den Haag, indeed!
Look, Diana was England’s rose. You are England’s corpse flower.
I’m from a pretty liberal part of the world (Saudi Arabia) and hey, you know, to each their own. It’s all good in the gay/lesbian/transgender hood (but especially the lesbian hood). And fine, you’ve got weird habits? That’s cool; so do I.
In fact, I like to stay up real late at night surfing the Interwebs with a bottle of absinthe, looking for people missing a whole heap of design gene — which is about 90% of you, judging by the pile of broken monitors next to my desk.
Just as long as your Satanic, America-hating tranny meat paws stay away from my tender virgin starfish, we won’t have problems.
And don’t get me wrong, because trannies are great for fun and profit: we cruise this one particular street in town to check out hot Latin tranny hookers when the bars close. That’s the “fun” part, right, but when we see them walking hand-in-hand with a john (the “profit” part), it sorta changes to this nausea that compels us to go eat some sh*t at the Jack in the Box down the street. Somehow that makes it all better.
I guess miserable stomachs love company.
Analysis
Yowza!
Hey, have a happy tranny Friday everyone!
April 21st, 2006 at 9:28 am
HA! and his little top 8 is full of thousands of lovely young….woMEN.
April 21st, 2006 at 9:28 am
that was sarcasm
April 21st, 2006 at 2:34 pm
Ok, I have to say it…
Horny yet Mr. Nutz? heh
April 21st, 2006 at 8:14 pm
i’m gonna have motherfzckin nightmares
i don’t know which makes me more ill….the pictures of the beast or the fzckin idiots that are actually complimenting it
i’m scared to leave the house with things like that out in the world
April 22nd, 2006 at 9:16 am
That thing looks like a rugby player in a dress and chemo wig down the pub raising money for Children in Need, am I the only one spotted five o’clock shadow.
And what is it about numbskulls that embed auto-starting videos in their profiles *AS WELL AS* loading auto-starting music on their MySpace music players?! It’s one thing for a guest to insert one i a comment, but for the author to do that themselves?
April 22nd, 2006 at 7:56 pm
Is that thing even human?!
April 23rd, 2006 at 8:06 am
oh cool. let’s make fun of the tranny who doesn’t pass. actually as a blond she looks pretty nice, but you know the person I feel the worst for is the cat who is afraid to leave his house because some trannies don’t pass.
what in the name of the gods is frightening about a transvestite with a five o’clock shadow? it’s not her fault she can’t slip seamlessly from male to female. you afraid she’s going to make a pass at you? you afraid you won’t be able to control yourself enough to say a polite ‘no thanks’?
oh and thanks for classifying another one of us as a ‘freak.’ that helps a lot.
April 23rd, 2006 at 2:54 pm
Umm, you’re welcome?…
April 23rd, 2006 at 4:22 pm
Dr. Rosenblat says there is a big difference between being a tranny and being a tranny that flagrantly attracts attention to himslef. He’s bound to draw scrutiny, it happens, deal with it. Dont like it? Dont read, and dont throw your pictures and nutty info all over the cybernet.
Dr. Rosenblat also says that he died inside a little while perusing the TranSpace3000….beta (i assume). Not to mention his fashion sense is downright icky. I bet he throws like a girl too.
April 23rd, 2006 at 6:59 pm
Mr. Nutz thinks it’s funny when Rosenblat talks about himself in the third person.
April 23rd, 2006 at 7:17 pm
Mr. Nutz needs to find more sites to entertain me with…
April 24th, 2006 at 6:45 am
i actually LOL’d at erik….for a long time…and hard.
i just can’t believe there are people that can look in the mirror and serioulsy think that there are other people that will want to look at that. its ridiculous and retarded…and it makes my eyes hurt.
if i were to see that it would take every ounce of self control to keep myself from finding the nearest blunt object and beating the ever living stupid out of the person
be a fudgepacker….polesmoker….whatever…but jesus christ….why THAT?!?!
April 25th, 2006 at 1:45 am
I’m speechless. Except to say I’m looking for a spoon so I can gauge my eyes out.
April 25th, 2006 at 10:25 am
I wish I was a girl so I’d see more tits
I wish I could jack by dipping in a pit
I only have a dick that’s quite hairy
My ass is too, that’s kinda scary
I wish I was a girl
I don’t care about the blood, I don’t care about the pain
Cos being a girl’s the only thing that’s on my brain
Cost being a guy is really boring
And cross dressing just isn’t my thing
Some people think I might be gay
But I don’t swing the other way
I just wanna be a girl so damn much
To fell my clit as it gets………
But if I was a girl I couldn’t drive no more
Cos I couldn’t tell the difference between the clutch and the door
I’d get mood swings and I’d have to shave my pits
But I wouldn’t really care cos I would have massive tits
I wouldn’t have to put up with erections all the time
I’d get a better job when performing 69
Cos being a girl would be so cool
Cos when you cum you don’t leave a pool
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innit..?
April 25th, 2006 at 12:00 pm
/\–I’ve read funnier sh*t than that in a calculus text book.
He might be a tranny, don’t have a fit
why did you bother to write all that shi*t?
April 26th, 2006 at 10:03 am
Erik man, it’s all fits and giggles! I won’t flatter myself with fearing the proposition of love that dare not speak its name… in fact the only thing I’m scared of is that while he may well wear a dress and refers to be called “she” while wearing said dress he still looks like a rugby player and can probably throw a punch like one too!
In fact, here you go, I’ve included my MySpace profile, laugh at how my number of friends has less than 3 digits (one of which is Tom and another is a complete stranger whose put 3 pictures of some lass who may or may not be her, altered her age from 15 to 24 and hasn’t made any posts at all, the rest of whom are MySpace bands whom I’ve never heard of, excluding St Etienne, perhaps the MySpace bands think I’m big in the music business or something…) chortle at how my required pic under the 2003 Mirror In The Bathroom Act out MySpaces most MySpace pics by being taken with a mobile phone in a shaving mirror (I’ve yet to follow the 2004 Black Background Act, just don’t tell the MySpace Police, I’ve heard the sentences can be pretty tough)
April 26th, 2006 at 4:11 pm
Heh heh…
GeoNorth has -NO- friends.
April 26th, 2006 at 4:25 pm
Ooooh handbags!
Anonymous is all gay
April 26th, 2006 at 7:41 pm
Is that happy gay or tra-la-la gay?
April 27th, 2006 at 8:09 am
Immature insult gay
April 27th, 2006 at 11:50 am
I thought it was more like openly sobbing in front of your friends at the end of “You’ve Got Mail” Gay.
Dont get me wrong. It could have been a good flick……if it ended with Tom Hanks battling Meg Ryan over an open pool of bubbling molten lava. Then, like, Meg Ryan has Tom Hanks pinned on his back with his head dangling dangerously close to the lava until she realizes in one of his hands is a grenade with the pin pulled out of it! She tries to run, but….you know what…im not gonna spoil the rest you greedy f*cks. God, now im tearing up.
April 27th, 2006 at 8:05 pm
Holy crap! It’s Ozzy! In the middle photo! Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!
April 28th, 2006 at 6:58 am
Could very well have been Doctor, had I ever seen that movie but I merely looked at the jacket, saw the words Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan and had to choke down the rising vomit, dropping the DVD case to the floor as my skin burned through the exposure to the rom-com sickness.
I had to take a day off work becuase of that. Most distressing.
April 30th, 2006 at 9:17 am
oh dear lord…where to start..
ok first…he..she..WHATEVER…is a tranny. big hairy fucking deal. who gives a shit? they can dress however they god damn want..
second, im amazed- or rather,…saddened, that people waste their time trying to think up comments to make themselves seem intelligent. how many hours a day do you sit there, waiting for someone to reply to your lameness? grow a brain you fucktards…and yes, i’m talking to you Dr Rosenblat. Just a lil tip for ya….Referring to yourself in the 3rd person? Your asswipe factor just went up.
April 30th, 2006 at 3:48 pm
Dr. Rosenblat finds your comments smug and insufficient to convince him (me) that he is anything less than crazy, wicked sweet. Totally.
Dr. Rosenblat would like you to reference any comment he has made that was an attempt, in any way, to sound intelligent. Dr. Rosenblat hates you and wants worms to crawl up your butt as you sleep. Wouldnt it seem that you are the one trying to sound intelligent? Giving me advice and all. In fact you are probably sitting right now, in a puddle of your own bloody defication and tears, waiting for a reply to your fantastic (might I add) message.
To answer your question I usually spend anywhere from 9-34 hours per day on this site monotoring the activity and jotting notes. I was up till a good 3 in the morining on this bad boy last night. Damn….I am sweet.
April 30th, 2006 at 7:12 pm
hehe, I like a good bedtime read, too funny.
May 6th, 2006 at 3:27 am
tee hee you’re all so funny
May 13th, 2006 at 10:09 am
Oh My Gawd..That is the worst photo ever!
May 31st, 2006 at 2:18 pm
dr rosenblat rules
June 6th, 2006 at 7:41 am
the freaky is there used to be boy at my school we called sexy lexy. makes you think…….
July 14th, 2006 at 9:17 pm
Eeeshh! If that guy has a fetish fine, but to display so flagrantly on his myspace his lack of talent with makeup and his ability to make himself look atrocious?? And he seems to go to a lot of trouble to emphasize how NOT GAY!!! He is. Is he trying to convince his readers or himself?
Someone really needs to tell him how not to use makeup!!
September 18th, 2006 at 12:13 pm
It is wrong to be gay/lesbian!!!!! It is an abomination towards GOD and it is so wrong!! I do not care if you leave me nasty comments as well but all I am saying is when Satan torments you with your worst nightmares don’t come cryin to the LORD because you have brought this upon yourselves. GOD loves all of you all and this is how you repay HIM. By doin something that satan as commanded. Trust me whatever satan says he will do for you to make your life pleasurable, he is so wrong. When GOD comes back, what are you goin to do? Laugh at HIM in the face. I do not think so you will be beggin HIM to take you with HIM and HE won’t because of the way you all act. You all need to get saved?!!!!
October 17th, 2006 at 5:32 pm
His eyes…Dear Lord his eyes…They’re YELLOW
November 15th, 2006 at 4:30 pm
Im blind now.
January 18th, 2007 at 5:25 am
Ashley,you’re right.
August 20th, 2007 at 3:22 pm
Hello! Help solve the problem.
Very often try to enter the site, but says that the password is not correct.
Regrettably use of remembering. Give like to be?
Thank you!
October 23rd, 2008 at 9:34 am
There was this guy see.
He wasn’t very bright and he reached his adult life without ever having learned “the facts”.
Somehow, it gets to be his wedding day.
While he is walking down the isle, his father tugs his sleeve and says,
“Son, when you get to the hotel room…Call me”
Hours later he gets to the hotel room with his beautiful blushing bride and he calls his father,
“Dad, we are the hotel, what do I do?”
“O.K. Son, listen up, take off your clothes and get in the bed, then she should take off her clothes and get in the bed, if not help her. Then either way, ah, call me”
A few moments later…
“Dad we took off our clothes and we are in the bed, what do I do?”
O.K. Son, listen up. Move real close to her and she should move real close to you, and then… Ah, call me.”
A few moments later…
“DAD! WE TOOK OFF OUR CLOTHES, GOT IN THE BED AND MOVED REAL CLOSE, WHAT DO I DO???”
“O.K. Son, Listen up, this is the most important part. Stick the long part of your body into the place where she goes to the bathroom.”
A few moments later…
“Dad, I’ve got my foot in the toilet, what do I do?”