Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Bambi's Dad...



...shops at Target.

3 comments:

vinnymoe said...

I'm sure after the first mile or two the initial exitement/pleasure of this little anal experimentation had worn off he then implored any woman in the parking lot to draw the target in lipstick.here's to hoping a Keebler hunting party passes by.

vinnymoe said...

Most vetranarians I know still utilize the time tested procedure of reattaching elephant tusks with duct tape.
Mabey I should't mention that the eye could have been done better by a sick man with a well placed lugie, but I guess i did,
The pink efalink man

vinnymoe said...

Sorry,right comment,wrong page.


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