My inbox is lonely. It's suddenly a more serious place, oozing with spam -- nary a gem of laughter. Tessa, you see, is gone -- flying far, far away for about 28 years (or three weeks) -- and has no Internet access which, to me, sounds more like punishment than pleasure.
Fear not, my friends. Dear Tessa has left us a few posts to share while she's gone. And, for me, she left me this fantastic snippet of you-can't-make-this-up-hilarity.
http://www.bestweekever.tv/2009/03/27/omfg-shamwow-guy-shampows-a-prostitute-in-the-face/
love it.
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