by pmcolt » Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:06 am
I don't care how knocked up she is, as long as I get a chance to--oops, I mean...
You get a wonderful fat-free, zero calorie pizza that's high in flavor. Unfortunately, the olestra doesn't agree with you, and the sugar substitute used to cut calories is later found to cause loss of bladder control and uncontrollable urges to shout obscene insults at inopportune moments.
Hmm. I wish I had a shot with a non-knocked-up hot country singer chick. And... and! Not a chick who's hot because she's on fire, not a country singer chick with a jealous ex, not Gretchen Wilson, and not a country singer chick who used to be a dude. And by shot, I don't mean jello shot, grapeshot, or jumpshot. Screw that one up.
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