Monday, July 22, 2013
The Smirkonomous Is Better Than You
The Smirkonmous Knows this.
Because when the Smirkonomous pays for bottle service Ashley giggles and coos like a feral seal.
This confirms the Smirkonomous’s genetic worth and validity to reproduce within the gene pool.
Well, that and his bangin’ Christmas sweater.
Smarmglorious.
If by “gene pool” you mean “shallow end with the bleach” then yeah…
Smirkonomous doesn’t always use hair gel, but when he does, he calls it “product”.
Smirkonomous doesn’t always wear garish Christmas sweaters, but when he does, he calls it his Yule-kit.
Smirkonomous doesn’t always celebrate Christmas in July, but when he does, he rolls with the Goose.
Smirkonomous doesn’t always transmit venereal diseases, but when he does, he makes sure he gives it to a bleeth.
Smirkonomous doesn’t always blather on about stupid shit, but when he does, he talks about himself.
Smirkonomous doesn’t always drop his soap in the gym shower, but when he does he expects a firm reach-around
Smirkonomous doesn’t always have a deeply shit-stained left fist, but when he does it has essence of sphincter
Smirkonomous doesn’t alwas post to Facebook, but when he does, he poses as his own secret admirer.
Smirkonomous doesn’t always pretend to be Tom Cruise. But when he does, you can find him climbing sofas.
Smirkonomous doesn’t always think with his peen. It just looks that way. OK, actually, Smirkonomous always thinks with his peen.
Smirkonomous doesn’t always climax, but when he does, it’s because he can see his reflection in the mirror.
Smirkonomous thinks she’s hot young Rebecca De Mornay.
THE DOUCHE IS STRONG IN THIS ONE
I detect a strong hint of Peaches. If this guy would just point at the camera he’d clinch the yearlies.
