Monday, December 08, 2003

Now where'd that come from?

This morning, while preparing my toast, I found a pubic hair on the butter. It was a freshly opened stick of Plugra. It was right on the end.

My thoughts turned to some hot dairyman, jerking off into the churning cream and curds, sporting a devlish grin.

It could happen, right?

Memo to Plugra Corporate Headquarters

Expect a run on your butter. Particularly in certain neighborhoods in major metropolitan areas.

XOXOX,

Singletails


I've long wondered just what they meant by 'European Style.'




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