Nom, nom, nom — hey, I found my keys!
Eating at the snatcheteria must be more complicated than I imagined if it requires an ear-mounted spotlight.
But why 4-U BOTH? Why would you need a torch attached to your face to give a beejer? What are you gonna do at the same time – catch up on some reading?
Labels: "downtown" at the "Y", things that a hefty midwestern gal in middle management with low self esteem needs
posted by Queen Elizabeth II at 3/15/2009 04:02:00 AM
3 Comments:
Allz I can say is that this has saved my life on more than one occasion. You know how it be... you down, licking the balls and the taint, did you know that crabz is really really really tiny? You can barely see 'em. But with this light, hellz bellz, you can see right into their tiny little eyes. So it stopped me from getting the crabz. Also, when you smell that not-so-fresh feeling downstairs, well, you just have your partner put this on and check it out for you. Was it just gas or was it a shart. Well, now you know.
worq the thang stickit in ur mouth
mmmm now i can eat muff when there are rolling blackouts! america hoorah!
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