I almost upchucked last night's burrito when I read that Britney and K-Fed are rekindling their romance with late-night phone sex sessions. Fucking gross. Brit Brit probably sounds like a beluga whale drowning in a tub of cheeto lard--"ahhhgggrr, maahhhhh, ookie ookie baby..."
Next thing you know, he'll be licking Frapp out of her clammy crevices.
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