Monday, June 25, 2007
Prince Douchian
Isn’t there some fairytale about a princess who kissed a choad and he turned into a douchebag?
Not sure if pink popped collar and the douchiest tri-color hair since the failed ‘N Sync comeback qualify as true fairytale material. Someone call the Brothers Grimm. See if we can update Snow White to include the chapter on kissing a skeezy club troll.
She reminds me of the hottest chick on the college volleyball team, the kind you’d watch work out in sweats out of the corner of your eye while pretending to study the campus bulletin board. Fleshy perfect arms that I would suckle like rib-roast and top off with a glass of chardonnay.
