Monday, July 10, 2006
Dances With 'Bags

So should we describe this as double 'dog formation?
This sweet little Paris Hilton type deserves better. Much better. Like me rubbing my ankles on her neck during the James Bond marathon while quoting Proust by candlelight.
Megods, look at this scrote's chin. It's like the K12 snowboarding slope of chins. I'm going to try a heelside turn quarterpipe off his jaw in next year's olympics. And dig that two tone aqua-blue and grey combo. Class.
What the hell is he wearing around his neck? It's like some ancient Indian shamanist totem to communicate with the spirit of past douchebags. Thus, I've named him Dances With 'Bags. Double fisting champagne and vodka. Nice.
And it looks like Paris Hilton's poodle gained some weight.
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What are these two "wafes" going to do, rub themeselves together and make fire?
This chica has less curves than my flagpole.
(that's not a metaphore, I really have a flagpole)
DB OUT!
This chica has less curves than my flagpole.
(that's not a metaphore, I really have a flagpole)
DB OUT!
Shit, I just paid $12 for a haircut over the weekend, now I see I could just have had the ole lady get the weed wacker out for free.
$12 buys a lot of T-bird...
Bagbalm
$12 buys a lot of T-bird...
Bagbalm
If David Schwimmer and David Spade got drunk on Flaming Dr. Pepper's one night, and ended up making with the drunken fudge packing with each other, in-turn resulting in a new son, who grew up to be a little (as in tiny) queer. This douche would be that love child.
I can only assume that the Native-American, magic voodoo necklace around his neck is being used to hypnotize Paris's much hotter, and healthier, twin here, because even a bleeth like this would no better than to hang out with a guy who rummages through the recycle bin at P. Diddy's house to get props for his photos.
-Boogie
I can only assume that the Native-American, magic voodoo necklace around his neck is being used to hypnotize Paris's much hotter, and healthier, twin here, because even a bleeth like this would no better than to hang out with a guy who rummages through the recycle bin at P. Diddy's house to get props for his photos.
-Boogie
WTF is going on with this dandelion head douche! Maybe the skinny skank slipped his scrote into the electrical outlet...how else do you explain that douchitude!
I know we had Sweeney Douche before, but the conundrum of an obviously gay dude acting like he is with a hottie is making my head hurt. Shouldn't someone let him know that he is with a chick?
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