Friday, October 5, 2007
Pepe Le Poo
I’m not sure if the French beret and kissy lips are enough to stamp uber-choad on Pepe Le Poo here, or just choad, but that hint of chin and upper lip fungle was enough to make me vaguely queasy.
Mature Blondie evokes the best of 30-something young moms holding on to their fading hotness by vamping it up in so many delicious and flavorful Starburst fruit chew ways.
You’re still tops in my books, Sammy’s Mother. I would sneak in through the side door after little Sammy’s been put to bed, watch Craig Ferguson’s monologue on The Late Late Show, then spank you with a plastic Thor’s Hammer while painting a Velvet Elvis.
