Except this time, in place of Russian presidents and sexy congressmen, they've presented me with English nobility. So, without further ado, please meet Lil' Lord Doucheington,* my Valentine.
"His stool is not loose."
In reality, however, his pants are not tighter than mine.
Not even close.
But he loves me so I'll forgive his trouser miscalculation.
*Thank you, The Superficial, for introducing my coworkers and I to the venerable Lil' Lord. You've changed my life.
In reality, however, his pants are not tighter than mine.
Not even close.
But he loves me so I'll forgive his trouser miscalculation.
May you all find your very own Lil' Lord Doucheington! Happy Valentine's Day!
Love,
The Anti DC
Love,
The Anti DC
*Thank you, The Superficial, for introducing my coworkers and I to the venerable Lil' Lord. You've changed my life.
4 comments:
If I had three hours to prepare every morning, that's exactly what my hair would look like. I'm in awe of it.
It really is quite something, isn't it? He's a magical lil' douche lord, he is.
Dear hot pants,
happy valentine's day.
Dear Boner Stabone,
Happy Valentine's Day.
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