Thursday, April 30, 2009
Jerry O'Connell loves HCwDB
Good work, Cush. You’re forgiven for dropping the comb through the railroad tracks.
And your wife is so hott, she makes my psyche ache with longing for the God that never was. I would gnaw through fields of bramble just for the chance to sniff the discarded makeup canister of blue paint left over after an X-Men shoot.
