Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Superdana
How does a Mandana go up that high? Is it even physically possible? Or is this a Criss Angel Mindfreak?
Does a sagging 42 year old clinging to faded memories about his “slammin'” youth back in the late 80s really hide the corporeal decay through use of a giant swath of head cloth? Uhm, no. No he doesn’t.
But even more importantly, boobies.
Large, firm, round, tatines that sing gospel hymns of tabernacle choir and shake like jello after you add too much water and didn’t freeze it long enough.
Yup.
The DB1 is in a post-election haze. All is right with the world. And the Apple Jacks are sugary.
