Friday, April 11, 2008
The Gator's Dad
Who knew The Gator’s Dad was into the whole S&M thing?
It’s one thing when young douches sport the sunglasses at night Corey Hart wrongness. But when the old ‘bags start sporting their late 1970s heyday aviator shades, it’s time to call in the Ghost of Burt Reynolds to Cannonball Run this monstrosity once and for all.
And yes, little pouty bikini hott, I see you too, you naughty little daddy hating girl.
Your winsome smile suggests that of a 19th century Charles Dickens Liverpudlian bar wench. Fetch me some mead-wine before I call in the bobbies.
