Monday, December 8, 2008

Oh hi...

Dahlings. What are you doing, can't you see I'm in the middle of casually being nibbled upon by...by...who are you again, Dahling? Oh, like it matters, just remember, you breaks it you boughts it and this half of my face costs more than your fucking apartment, Sweetie. Then again, I survived the 80s, Donald Trump and this hair cut for as long as I have, so you could set off dynamite on my cheekbones and I'd probably feel only a tickle...All right, Jeeves, the paparazzi are gone, you can put your hat back on and pull the car around. I feel like some Quiznos....

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