Wednesday, September 20, 2006
The Scrote Ranger
Whenever ‘bags attack a hottie… The Scrote Ranger is there…. Whenever big teethed hee-haws grab at the Holy Cleavite… The Scrote Ranger is There!… Srooooottteee Ranger!…
All hail The Scrote Ranger!
Poised with red backwards visor, white shirt layered with another white shirt, and hands at the ready, The Scrote Ranger will be there.
Oh yes. He will be there.
By the way, nice apartment kids. I’d feel cleaner brushing my teeth with Tommy Lee’s toothrush and rinsing with Paris Hilton’s backwash.
