Friday, March 14, 2008
One More, For the Scroad
Okay, since that last pic lacked the Je Ne Sais Quoi hott/choad dialectic that fires up the synapsis and enrages the sternum, here’s one more perfect HCwDB wrongness to fire you up for a Friday Night.
You see this monstrosity?
Now get off that couch, down some PBRs and get out there, fer chrissakes. The hotts need saving. Or, if you’re a girl and saving the hotts isn’t your thing, go knee a choad in the balls.
Don’t do it for me. Do it for Vishnu.
