Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Tatty McTatterson
There’s a certain aesthetic genius when a scrote manages to match a chaotic hat design with his chest tatts. It’s like douchery designed by Edith Head.
Toss in the perfectly coiffed Hitler Chin, the smug yet subtle douche-face, and the ability to make hand gesture while in inverted ‘bag sandwich formation, and Tatty is impressive. And by impressive, I mean dead rodent.
Hard to say where the ambiguously quartasian Lemon Sisters rank on the hott scale. But them hindquarters look firm like angry bull on deepest summer. They could crush a walnut at fifty yards and still have time to enjoy a chipwich at the 7-11.
