Friday, June 29, 2007
Raisinhead
Looking at this greasy dimpled choadbag smirking his way to a state of oblong head I haven’t seen since MTV’s Liquid Television is like having midgets tweaser my inner thigh with rusty pliers dipped in Bosco.
It’s just plain Johnny Walker Black wrong.
It’s bad enough that I would shave lamb wool into fractal patterns that spell out my love for pouty blonde Rockstar drinking Hott in Base-13 code. But to cuddle with Raisinhead?
That’s just not nice to the DB1, Blonde Rockstar. He’s on vaca in NYC. Now he’s gotta know you’re out there cuddling with a dude whose forehead could cause a land war in Asia? Not nice.
