Monday, February 22, 2010

Dear Bob,

I went to a wedding this weekend and thought of you. Was it the lovely gown, the rustic barn, or the crazy sweaty guy who ripped open his pants on the dance floor? Nope, it was the cake topper of a bride groping the groom's ass. Somehow it just seemed like you.

Smoochy Smoochy,

1 comment:

  1. OMG! Smoochy Smoochy! LOL! Gonna have to pants him when we finally get hitched...