Uhm… boobs
Since this site has been on a boobaliscious bomboobery for the past few weeks or so, why not close down a Friday with,… well, uhm, how do I put this… more boobs.
Oh yeah, and a whisky ‘bag with the most punch worthy douche expression since… well… Donkey Douche.
In fact, lets play one of those optical games. Stare at this douche’s face while rapidly blinking for ten seconds. Then quickly switch your gaze to the mounds of genius and blink for another ten seconds.
Then stare at a wall and continue blinking rapidly.
Do you see that pattern in the shape of your own impotent rage? Fun, isn’t it!
Megods those mountains are majestic and worship worthy. I would lick their shadow on a dirty sidewalk.