Like everything else you've posted, those boobs aren't yours, the idea wasn't yours, the picture wasn't yours, the woman definately isn't yours....
But really, again with the Cockaholic?
We've covered this you little wortless limp-dick, cum bubble blowing, rectum licking, dried-up-diarhea eating, goat fucking, razor burned beef curtain. Come up with something that's not Madman's original content.

Fuck, even he only used it once. That should tell you something.
Can't you come up with anything on your own?

Like these little bits: all original
JeffW - repeatedly proving people can reproduce through anal sex. Now also proving that the resulting baby is exactly the same as what normally comes out of the anus: Shit that is better off flushed and forgotten.

JeffW- the highway for the world's brown road warriors.

JeffW - Prison's most popular visitor.

JeffW - Over 1 billion penises serviced daily.

JeffW - Like Roger Clemens, he prefers to take it in the butt.

JeffW - It a safe bet that's not toothpaste on his chin.

JeffW - the guy that makes Monkeys at the zoo wonder: How'd he fucking get out?

JeffW - He plays with himself, because he prefers to play with himself instead of with others.

JeffW - Becasue somebody has to always be wrong.

Your feeble attempts at insulting anyone are as hurtful as a wet marshmallow, as entertaining as a watching artificial grass grow, as shocking as blank paper, and as original as a Xerox.

I could have my brain extracted, pureed in a blender, poured back into my skull, and I'd still have better lines and comments than you could ever come up with.

Hell, I can bust out the insults in rhyme
at least it would be challenging this time
Repeating "Cockaholic" but you didn't say it first.
You're a pissant thief, and you belong in a hearse.
Son, if you want to battle you're in denial.
'cause you lack substance, originality and style.
Bitch, you're Roger Clemens, and I'm Derek Jeter
Cause I'm an MVP and you're just a lying cheater.
Like a Stray Dog I'm going to hunt you down
And fucking euthanize you in the goddamn pound.
"Ban Rockaholic", he threatend me, you cried
I might be coming for you, better run and hide.
Was that a noise outside your bedroom window?Could it be me, do you really want to know?
You can run, but can you hide, where the fuck you gonna go?