I did NOT win the cleavage contest, although I was in first place for a whole, like, uh, ... two hours??? But I don't photo well, and apparently neither do the hooters. Ye ol' ego is untouched by the affair, obviously MrFab's readers have no taste, bunch of wild-ass hooligans with a bald fetish if you ask me.
In future note to self, only cameo's and personal appearances by hooters.....
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If it's any consolation, I dream about them.
i wondered why i was waking with spit trails thereupon.... mystery solved, Et Voila!!
Reminds me of that Seinfeld episode: "By the way, they're real...and they're spectacular."
if i do say so... YES!
I demand a recount!
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