Thursday, October 5, 2006
Chins Gets Some
Nothing’s hotter than a double chinned white suited uber-blinged Horatio Sanz douche gettin’ freaky in a club. Chins here busts the Travolta suit like he’s got Night Fever. I almost don’t have the heart to tell him that the spreading rash in his nether regions isn’t “Night Fever” at all. Penicillin should help clear that right up.
The Cleavite Talks:
Cleavite: Luf me. Touch me. Worship at my soft, pillowy cotton candy flavored altar.
DB1: Uhm. Okay.
