…or: Cock the Vote
I don’t know about you, but for me each day is a search for meaning.
“Who can I trust? What is truth?” etc.
As if mailed personally by the Intelligent Designer, Girls Handling Cocks was squeezed through the mail slot of Gram Ponante Towers, Quarry, Centrifuge, and Haberdashery today, featuring a cast of people I’ve never heard of, including Zanza Raggi and Veronica Vanoza, from a country that has only existed recently.
“They look like innocent little sweethearts. But despite their cute looking faces and their tight young bodies…They know how to handle a big and hard cock. See what they do best…”
I recently watched Dave Navarro’s Broken, and I was like: Good movie, but what the hell does broken mean? Now, Girls Handling Cocks – I know what to expect.
If only our presidential candidates could be so forthcoming.
I understand that a compilation from the Czech Republic, or Macedonia, or wherever, featuring no U.S. citizens, couldn’t possibly be elected President in these intolerant times. That is why when Hillary Clinton, Barack Obama, Rudy Giuliani, and Mitt Romney come to California or your state within the next few months (unless you’re from Alaska, Hawaii, Maine, or Alabama), you must ask them, “How is your candidacy like Girls Handling Cocks?”
Previously: Triple threats prove truth in advertising; Whores Don’t Wear Panties
See also: Metro Interactive
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