Monthly Archives: May 2012
She may get a Dolly Parton boob job (the word “augmentation” doesn’t change what it is folks). Take four pounds of fat from Her butt and inject it into Her lips so She can look like Mick Jagger in a vacuum. Kill all … Continue reading
If She is out of sorts and you can’t think of anything you did to upset Her, you are not thinking hard enough.
You buy Her flowers after you say “Aren’t those tight jeans uncomfortable?” Jewelry after you’re caught flirting with that buxomed waitress. Somehow, we believe that a gift that smells nice, or is shiny will distract Her. She is not a catfish, nor is She is stupid. If … Continue reading