Monday, December 11, 2006
The Face Eater
Does his shirt say “Coll,” “Cholera” or “Colitis”? Or is that simply base-15 code for “Douchebag”?
Mmm… enhanced cleavite on a monday morning to make the warm and fuzzies dance around my peripheral vision.
I want to lock this hairy thug up until he throws monkey poo at his trainers. Not to mention the fact he can get a cutie to munch on his face while I sit here flicking dandruff off my jeans. Stupid dandruff.
