So’s my penis right now, but you don’t see it wearing a condom with its feelings emblazoned on it now do you?
Whoops, misread that to say “I’m Sad”. Which if you think about it, seems far more appropriate.
just shut up
“Bad” to be able to dress herself
And now we know what happened to those two missing Buckingham Palace guards.
if you subtract one from infinity is it still infinity? seriously, not a math guy here.
I think it’s two less than infinity+1.
This reminds me of that scene in European vacation where they all try on all the fasionable clothes in Italy but end up looking even more out of place. Only this trainwreck of an outfit was defnitely made in America.
left the salon for a smoke in the middle of her wax apparently
I don’t think “BAD” is the three letter word that belongs on that shirt.
Hard to believe the “I’m Fat” shirts sold out already.
and “I’m a fucking fat retarded skank whore” wouldn’t fit
christ, shave your feet
It’s the latest Jersey fashion to shave just your upper legs…unless you’re a dude, then you shave your entire body and have someone punch you in the face
Other words/phrases would be more appropriate, but this will do.
The US may have to do some diplomatic damage control with Italy after this gang’s visit. Let’s send the embassy a fruit basket, and a list of MTV executive’s names & home addresses.
Put this note in the card:
“My boots are less hairy than your mama’s backs. Love, Snooki”
Then we can sit back and watch everything sort itself out.
Does the carpet match the boots? I hope we never find out.
That IS the carpet, she’s got really saggy pubes.
They misspelled the word fat on her shirt.
A miniature Sasquatch has been sited in Italy
I’m sure the back of the shirt says: @ dieting, personal hygiene, showing any sign of class, dignity or self respect, choosing men, and reality TV.
Insert hobbit joke here.
Uh, her real name is Bilbo Bad-gins?
Shit man, I tried.
It’s like they shaved an ewok, and only got down to its shins.
The clipper jammed.
Michelangelo’s David just facepalmed as she walked by. Keats rose from the grave to remove all references to Florence and the Arno from his poetry. This is not going well.
She’s so fat and folded that shirt actually says “I’m BloAteD”.
I want to ride that. The Vespa in the background that is.
The sweet, sweet aroma of stale cigarette smoke, simmering feet, and greasy sweat. That’s ‘BAD’ alright.
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