Thursday, August 16, 2007

Bobbin


I smelled something burning. I checked the kitchen. Nope, everything was fine in there. I checked in the living room. All was well, just the usual piles of laundry and cereal stains.

So where was that smell coming from?

Oh yeah.

My computer.

The waft of three week old spilled beer mixing with hair gel, sweat and chin pube lotions. Oh sure I couldn’t actually smell it as my computer lacks smell-a-round, but just look at this toad. You can virtually smell the stench from here.

And if Tatman ever gets a sidekick, it’ll be Bobbin.

I do so love slutty Euro Dutch Dominatrix hotties. Spank me with your Van Goghs, Elke! I’ve been a naughty boy.

# posted by douchebag1

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