Lohan and The Greasebag Twins
In honor of the great trainwreck Lindsey Lohan, the future ex-Mrs. DB1, here’s a Lohan type Hottie looking all sorts of bubble yum hot to keep us warm on a Thursday. Of course she’s embracing two knobs right on the gaybag/stubblebag border known as Scroatia.
Heck, for all I can tell, that is The Lohan.
But whether its her, or one of her baby friends, either way I’ll still be staring at a computer screen. So does it really matter if it’s Lohan or Lohan-clone? All I know is these smug, stubbley tools need that paperback copy of “I’m a Douchebag, You’re a Douchebag” shoved up their collective asses before Lohan Hottie realizes what she’s embracing.
Come to me, Lohan. We will drink papaya juice and chant the Zoastrian prayer for the Sun while I rub linseed oil on your thighs.
