Thursday, May 31, 2007
Scrotiserie Chicken
And lo, the hills were perfect and golden, flowering with the nectar of swollen bosom. But hark, the douchedragon prowled yonder, roaring with gusts of Tag Bodyshot. Seeking to feast on scrotiserie chicken.
And hark, the DB1 can’t come up with anything else to say about this pic except boobies.
