Friday, January 11, 2008

The Blowtorch


Watching this viscous blowtorch slime a sultry perky coed is like having rabies infected hamsters chew through my childhood VHS Muppet Show tapes.

Even the one where Kenny Rogers sang The Gambler to the muppet on the train who ends up dying at the end. That used to make the 8 year old DB1 tear up like it suddenly got dusty in the room.

Stop gripping the glass with Freudian intensity, Blowtorch, and put down the tongue. If you’re gonna learn to play the douche, boy, you gotta learn to do it right.

Perky swan has the Sloane Peterson silken hair of angels. Her shoulders are delectable with a side order of broccoli.

# posted by douchebag1

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