Saturday, August 30, 2008
A Dude, a Hott and an Ass Salami
Dude on the left earns a borderline nottadouche pass, in spite of some hair spike and shirt loudness. He’s okay.
Hott in the middle tickles my nethers with her pouty stare, even if she is flipping me off.
Douche on the right needs to be dipped in honey and tossed into a vat of bad computer graphics red ants in an Indiana Jones movie that never happened.
He is pure Ass Salami. Sliced and for sale at $4.99/lb in Bay Ridge.
