Saturday, June 30, 2007
Douche-Poo
That acrid odor. That pungent aroma. I know I’ve smelt it before. What could it be?
Oh yes.
Douche-poo.
Hippie Hott may be long lost to the ways of douchebaguette, but I would nurse her back to health after surgically removing the mandana by feeding her figs and snozzleberries while licking her hairbrush to taste the aqua-net when no one’s looking.