This is my world of whatever. My world may or may not include music, literature, circus midgets, running, friends, family, karaoke, sushi, pinheads, IT, sordid hipsters, truthiness, three-legged-dogs, sarcasm, movies, Robert Goulet, rain dogs, bearded ladies, whip cream, the sublime, cow bells, Austin Powers plush dolls, Red Bull, born again Christians, strippers, school, skin-tight Wranglers, boys named Sue and you. Enjoy.
Monday, October 09, 2006
boobies
Sarah had to get a couple pictures of her boobs in, so I have to include them. By doing so, I am not condoning any ogling of her breasts. Because she's my cousin. And that's just wrong. So don't stare at them you sick pervert. Yes, keep scrolling. Keep scrolling. If you can read this, then you are probably still staring at Sarah's boobs. So quit it. She has a mind too, you know. You're still staring, aren't you? I am really ashamed of you now. Pervert.
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