Wednesday, November 28, 2007
TongueHotts and the Youthbag
To keep with the mutant tongue theme but to knock that last pic one down on the douche-chain, here’s an adorable hott on the left with the longest tongue I’ve seen on display since Katz’s Deli.
Her little pink tongue is fairytale adorable.
I’d rub its soft velvet surface with my toes, then curl up in her gums and sleep lightly with sugarplum dreams. Then I’d fondle her boobs with primal grunting.
He is standard late 30s wanna-be douche. He emulates youthbaggery because he fears his own aging process. Which makes him actual douche.
Give it up, wannabe Youthbag, and get back to your cubicle at Lehman Brothers before the temp agency finds out.
