Monday, March 17, 2008

Mary-Kate Molson


Who knows what douchebaggery lurks in the hearts of men?

The Shadowbag knows.

Hott can billiard my eight-ball in the corner pocket while racking my Fats any day of the week and forty-two times on Saturday.

Which means, I’d, uhm, like to buy her flowers and ask for a dance at the pep rally.

# posted by douchebag1

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