When did THIS happen

When I was growing up ken dolls looked like this:

homosexual

and now:

hey, want to come over so I can tell you those girls clothes fluttered about my shit sack of an apartment are my sisters?

the DeauX

And Bonus:

So this morning I wake up, to a text:


some random number" can't wait to see you tonight"


Meh....not out of the ordinary..I am fairley used to giving out my number to everyone...even people that don't want it. I MAKE them take it.


Just for the hell of it I texted back, "do you have a facebook?" How do you spell your name?" ( little trick I use when I have no idea who i am talking to) ....sad to say hisENTIRE name was six letters long. first and last.


I look him up


HOLY SHIT BALLS


He is one of those plastic surgeons that is all over TV.


graduated from princeton yadda yadda blah blah.


THEN it comes to me
This must be the person that I chased around last night telling him to give me a uni boob.


.......makes sense.


We will see how tonight goes, considering that I had to look up how to spell surgeon about three times while writing this post.

Meh....

http://groupmeh.com/

meh...

snarf snarf

I don't know how you people feel about tattoos, I really couldn't care less...unless they are making a statement. I like useless things. Tattoos that don't say much. Perhaps just a blob on your fist. or a hello on your butt.

I had several concussions a few years ago and dated a man that had this tattoo.

But, hey it is not so bad, because he had it covered up by
this

Now he looks glorious