Isabel's Ass...
Isabels Body is the Epitomy of Perfection |
You can't convince me that the same stuff that comes out of my Uncle's ass after eating Taco Bell comes from Isabel's too. Just can't be. |
Starkle starkle little twink, Who the hell are you I think? I’m not under what you call, The alcofluence of incohol. I’m just a little slort of sheep, I’m not drunk like thinkle peep. I don’t know who is me yet, But the drunker I stay the longer I get. So one more drink to fill up my cup, I got all day sober to Sunday up..." I did what? Shut the fuck up, no I didn’t... I did? FUCK!!!
Isabels Body is the Epitomy of Perfection |
You can't convince me that the same stuff that comes out of my Uncle's ass after eating Taco Bell comes from Isabel's too. Just can't be. |
Posted by Cool Hand Luke at 4:13 PM
MYSTERY CARROT AWARD
for website adequacy
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