Thursday, April 22, 2010

Don't Worry. He's Not.


Speaking of America's favorite bag of Army titties I'm sure as a kid I never realized her name, "Mrs. Buxley," being a play on the word "buxom." As in "hey kids, lookit these fucking juggs!!!" But as an adult I wonder who I'd rather bang out, her or Blondie Bumstead. I gotta go with Blondie. Even bigger cans, is way past giving a shit what's done to her in the sack, probably wears silk shirts a lot. Keep napping on the couch Dagwood, you sandwich-eating dumb motherfucker. MWA-ha-ha-ha-ha!!!!!

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