Mark of the 'Bag
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Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Chandlerbag Puts on The Ritz with Party Girl Charzine
And by Ritz, I mean Cialis.
Also note the sheeny Mark of the ‘Bag on Chandlerbag’s forehead. Haven’t seen one so pronounced since the Mothers of Invention got teabagged by the Church of Later Day Saints.
Wait, what? DB1 makin’ so sense again.
Charzine is the one you sit back in the old age home to reflect on and realize you never admitted to fondling with an ostrich feather to your friends at the time. But lo these many years later, Charzine is the one you’re secretly proud of.
And by that I mean good at the sexy times in ways that the normals don’t comprehend.
Speaking of shameful coitus, special thanks/props to the legendary and increasingly cyborgian DarkSock for taking care of posting duties yesterday while your humb narrs was flying back to the city of palm from the city of shit driving.
But all was good with the grandparents who cooed over BC1 and a good time was had by all.
Now I’mma get drunk on rice wine and fire up the ole’ mock around here. After all, it is the holidays.
