Wednesday, March 18, 2009

I Kissed a Frog and I Liked it



Um, did Katy Perry just get hot overnight? It seems as though two months ago she looked like a dirty fish tank, jumpin around on stage with no remorse for the pain she was causing the rest of us. Now she is an absolute fox. Someone fucking snapped their fingers and this chick became a true smoke show. It's good to see wizards and magicians are using their powers for good these days instead of pissin' in their dunce caps and making lightning with their hands... the grandest trick of all was turning Katy Perry from a walking catastrophe to a girl for whom I would deep fry my ball bag if it meant she'd graze my chick stick...

It's pretty much a reverse version of the old toad/prince fairy tale. She must have smooched that lilly jumper and instead of him turnin' into prince charming, she turned into a girl with a head that people no longer want to throw a bag over...You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince...or before guys would consider doing you...Katy Perry, I love you my dear, but maybe go smooch that pond dwelling amphibian one last time...Frogs don't have much to live for besides flies, and strumming their 17 inch tongues to see what sound it makes (much like we all fucking do when we're bored with the gum in our mouths...clench one end in your front teeth, stretch that son bitch out with your right hand and pluck her once or twice with the left)...It just sucks that the last chick that the little pond hopper frenched was hideous...and now she's an absolute twelve after the fact...

It's like when your wife uses the divorce settlement money to get a tit job...that you'll never get to enjoy.

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