Thursday, March 5, 2009

Kal Owns Clarissa


Yes, Kal. You own her. She is your property.

I understand that by your tight, painful headlock around the Shoulder Suckle’s neck.

And your menacing stare and finger gesture that says, “Miiiine!”

Too bad her eyes say, “I’ll leave him as soon as he lets go.”

And she will, Kal. Because you smell like Old Spice and sneakers.

# posted by douchebag1

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