Monday, August 11, 2008
O-Prune
O-Prune, aka “The Orange Prune,” has no need for your admiration.
O-Prune cares not if you admire the cut of his jib or take umbrage at his stomach folds.
O-Prune dances to the beat of his own synthesized drum sample.
The ladies giggle in the presence of O-Prune’s orange chest reveals and stubbly kissylips. And O-Prune knows what only O-Prune knows. That O-Prune is the Orange Prune. And there’s nothing you can do about it.
Well there is one thing.
You can mock his douchey-ass.
