Showing posts with label tongue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tongue. Show all posts

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Picture it

You're Cindy McCain, it's Friday night, and it's been an hour since Johnny took his little blue pill. You're laying on your back, patiently waiting, and this pops up between your legs.



What do you do? What, do, you do?

In actuality this would never happen as the act of cunnilingus probably makes Jesus cry in John McCain's world. Plus, as Janelle says, "He’s an old man. Same with the blinking, his body has trouble making the usual lubracatory fluids necessary to keep things like eyeballs and mouths hydrated."

Come on November 4th!