If this blog were a book, you'd read it on the toilet.
I'm turning fifty next year. This guy is so gonna play at my party.
Hey! I wasn't naked, I had my sweet-assed man-thong on!
This is why I don't go out.
Ain't that the motherfucking truth?
Damn it. There goes another life goal scratched off my list because someone else got to it first. Damn procrastination.
Maybe it's a new-fangled ice cream truck??
You need to find bigger puddles. Otherwise, you've reached the top of the heap!
What's left is to spread the joy of this music and visual awesomeness to people all over the world!
wtf?! gives new meaning to the phrase "tickling the ivory...while nude, riding sidesaddle on a motorcycle"
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