Bring out the dancing girls! Have those dudes in multi-colored tights and totally gay velvet poofy shirts play a fanfare! Summon the Minister of Chamberpots! For now, ‘tis time to bestow upon Kate, the winner of this week’s personal ad contest, the grand title of:
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Ooh, jealous of Kate—er, Her Baronessness! Not only do you have a kickass Bitch title, the chick in your picture seems to be getting it up the butt! I’m so, so very jealous.
And it’s from a Catherine Coulter novel, too. So everybody, sing it with me:
Cream
Get on Top
Cream
You will cop
Cream
Don’t you stop
Cream
Shaboogie-bop
She looks kind of like Madelaine Kahn’s less brainy sister. Check out that seventies doo.
I’m torqued, dudes. Bow down and adore me.
La Baroness Knicker-and-Title-Snatch(still looking over my shoulder at that studly coachman’s illegitimate daughter)
No cream in this one, Candy. Look at her face. This is definitely a dry run up the chocolate creek.
I’m with you, Amy. He definitely left the KY at home. Maybe he tried to substitute pleasure with say, an opiate? She really looks stoned! The only thing missing is the drool out of the corner of her mouth.
(No offense to thee, o Baroness Kickersnatch. I would hate to make you Baroness Kick And Scratch!)