Showing posts with label FUCKING WITH ED. Show all posts
Showing posts with label FUCKING WITH ED. Show all posts

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Ed called today.

All the way from Virginia wondering who put the lotion and pubic hairs in the pocket of his favorite swim trunks three years ago on a boat in the Mentawaii Islands. I told him it was Olson, hung up the phone and then I found this.

It's not only disgusting, its preposterous and more importantly orange board shorts are for homos. Right?