Tater Tots
Since we’ve been on a Mandana kick lately, here’s a nice greasy ‘Bag Sandwich that’ll chew like week old gristle scraped off a year old grill.
Taste that squishy douche bread with that fantastic jelly center. Mmm, mmm good.
I would massacre a Lexus full of penguins for the pleasure of tongue washing that blue garment. She is, how you say,… good.
And then there’s the bi-Mug stereophonic douche orchestration that makes my psyche’s metaphorical eardrums bleed.
Muscle tees and 80s Adidas tracksuits. The Class of Douche ‘Em High makes me want to chew on a plastic spork until my tater tots get icy cold. And by “tater tots” I mean, well, those tasty tater tots you get in a school lunch. What’d you think I meant? Mmm… tater tots.