Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Snake Scarfgen
You’re in a desert.
Your unbelievable teeth meltingly hott blonde is pulling down her pants and offering up her boobs to be head rubbed with forehead grease and chickenfat.
And you’re staring up at the sky, wearing a snake scarf, a giant gold chain, and have a small ferret in your pocket.
You, sir, are a douche.
