Wednesday, July 25, 2007

I'm going to hell


the worst place in the world!

Why? Because the following came out of my mouth in regards to the pic at your left:

God, Wee Kyle needs to go without a top more often.

I'm not exactly the best Catholic in the world, but I think I need to do at least 3 Rosaries to compensate for lusting after young Mr. Falconer.

Tummy.

Shit, make that 4 Rosaries.

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