Monday, October 6, 2008
His Bed is Burning
I know I have to call you out for being a shirtless clubdouche, Creepy Bald Scrote, but I was a big fan of Midnight Oil in the early 90s. So rock on.
And I see you too, tiny Latina dancer. Your empty clear cup is a metaphor for your existential quest to find meaning in a world filled with shirtless uberdouche who just want to grind into your cute derriere.
