This blog is not affiliated in any way with Cindy Crawford. Even if she is its de facto inspiration. It's also not affiliated in any way with Hayden Panettiere, who's earned joint top billing on this blog because she makes me happy. And that ain't easy.
Techincally, where she's from, they're known as gas stations. But i'll let the cultural differences slide for an excuse. Now about Cindy. The best of us all do it. You feel an itch in your nose, so you get your tool of choice, the index finger, and scratch away. But never, ever, eat what comes out. Then it's just plain nasty.
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Techincally, where she's from, they're known as gas stations. But i'll let the cultural differences slide for an excuse. Now about Cindy. The best of us all do it. You feel an itch in your nose, so you get your tool of choice, the index finger, and scratch away. But never, ever, eat what comes out. Then it's just plain nasty.
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