Thursday, July 31, 2008
Flabio
Here’s the thing about Russian Mail Order Brides, Flabio.
They’re not impressed by your chin pubes.
They realize your sunglasses are glorified “Blu Blockers” with a designer label.
They think greasy hair is just plain gross.
So put down the Mojito, wash off the forehead grease and, fer god’s sake man, lose the tiny runaway chin-strap for good. By shaving it with a dull razor found on the Coney Island Pier. Which will give you the lip herp.
As to Nadja? Yes, please, with a side order of Borscht.
