Wednesday, October 11, 2006
The Breadstick
This grinny breadstick looks like he’s one of those ambigiously gay metro’bags on the E channel, cohosting updates with Guiliana Dipandi and that uber-douche spikey haired singer from Sugar Ray.
Hey breadstick, what’s the latest on Paris Hilton’s crabs? Back to you, Billy Bush.
The fact he’s in an inverted ‘bag sandwich dive is enough to send a man to drink. The peroxided vision of loveliness on the right just jumped off the pages of those smuggled Penthouses we used to examine behind school like we were searching for the lost Ark of the Covenant. Seventh grade. I was thirteen. Had no money. The highlight of my day was scrounging enough change for a coupla chocodiles after school. How times have changed.
