Westlife Tards

I don’t get manips. Most of the time they creep me the fuck out. Some of the time they make me wonder what the fuck was going through the minds of their tard creators and then for a small fraction of the time, they amuse me. But mostly they scare me shitless.

This is the largest collection of manips yet. You welcome.

I’m guessing this one goes with the manip of Fat Shane. Fat Nicky seemed to have been wronged the same way, just not as skillfully. I don’t know why they do this sort of shit. Don’t ask me.

This is where the abuse of Nicky only begins. Here are more of those “what would happen if two ‘Lifers procreate” manips. What will happen when Nicky miraculously manages to have a kid with Shane, or with Kian.

Least they’re not nearly half as bad as the ones I posted a while back.

And as if poor Nicky hasn’t already been through enough, he gets a sexy new wife. Nicky, dear, here’s a tip from me: ski mask for the Mrs.

Okay okay, you’re right! Nicky has suffered through enough. I’ll leave the poor guy alone. How about some eyebrow-raising photoshopped album and single covers?

I mean… what? It’s not very often when I’m rendered speechless. This is one of those rare times.

This makes me LOL. Because it enhances Westlife’s coolness tenfold. I can’t possibly fathom why anyone would photoshop them with a Gorillaz character of all things but there you have it.

What else, what else? We had a little bit of everything – from tards photoshopping themselves with Westlife to tards photoshopping the lads’ future mutual children. I guess all we’re missing is a sick slasher, right? I bring you… Shian.

My mind… it was literally blown by the lengths of desparation slashers get to.

Oh I know, lets also abuse Kevin. Just so we can piss off The Queen Frau. Because it’s oh so easy to achieve.

Hahahahahahahahaha….  Hey, don’t look at me, I didn’t make this masterpiece.

And… I obviously saved the best for last. Diva!Mark!

TELL ME THIS ISN’T THE KLAZZIEST THING YOU EVER DID SEE!

Fierce! BRB. I’m going to die laughing.

This concludes the 6 blog posts for today. Thank fuck it’s over. I spent most of the day on and off working on this shit. I hope you laughed yourself to tears. Or at the very least found it a worthwhile read. More blogging is eminent.

PS: If you enjoy Young Adult fiction that doesn’t revolve around veggie vampires with super sexy puffs, here’s a book recommendation. I just finished reading Paper Towns by John Green on my breaks from blogging today. It’s a lovely read (and makes for a refreshing change from dreadful tard fiction)….