"Hey Elyse, where'd you get that unsightly abrasion on your ass?"
"Well, I was balancing on a velour-covered eraser-shaped plywood prism precariously propped on a tripod inside this velour-lined plywood box. I was gripping my shanzhai Gucci handbag under my baby oil-slathered arm whilst attempting to support my weight on one foot without
(
Read more... )
Comments 123
Reply
Speaking of glanses, the loafers could give your wig a run for its blunt-headed money. Those are some major Goldschlong[legg]ers you're sporting ( ... )
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
( ... )
Reply
"Help me, anyone! They gave me this haircut and won't let me leave!"
"If that bitch thinks that haircut isn't slammin', she's wrong"
"Where's my minitripod?"
"I left sex-slavery for this? I was queen over there!"
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment