Saturday, August 2, 2008
Phil is Still White
Phil, no matter how gangsta you try to look, no matter how gangsta you try to be, no matter how many tatts you get, no matter how many hand gestures you make and hats you tilt to 25 degrees, you will never, ever, not be the whitest guy I know.
Farrah has found the perfect place to store her driver’s license. And if I were that license, I would chew like a hungry marsupial jacked on no-doze.
