Saturday, July 5, 2008
Ass Pear
Your humble narrator on all things bulgey/curvey, The DB1, had a relaxing and celebratory 4th. Hot dogs were consumed, and the Los Angeles hotts were in fine form. URCs were held by all.
I’m not sure Inflatey McHulk here is a douche on any real level, but of all the little certainty I’ve gleaned on my short time on this earth struggling to find meaning in a confusing and amorphous universe, I do know the following:
Ass pear.
