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     Someone needs to inform this beast, that although her camouflage may protect her on the plains of Serengeti, it is of little use when taking glamour shots at the local mall.  I've forwarded this picture to National Geographic, in hopes that they  may tell me exactly what the best method for exterminating this species is.
     This "woman" came by my house and asked me for directions to the "Extravagant post-operative she-male convention"  I proceeded to pull a jack move on him for his hat.  I've found it useful at Halloween parties, as well as the exclusive accessory to wear while nakedly answering the door when the local Jehovah's witnesses come calling.
     Bob wonders exactly how he's going to explain to his mother, doctor, priest, etc, that his strange obsession with star wars has reached a new level of depravity.  Of course, frankly, I'm sure they saw it coming.
     A girl.  A dog.  Which is which?  You know, I really need to put those national geographic scientists on speed dial, to deal with such pressing issues as this.

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