Feb 8, 2008
“… and they smelled like corn chowder, mop bucket, olive loaf and AIDS.”
Britney: That feels good honey, but could you take off your ring?
Justin: Ring? That’s my watch.
Radar Online just ran an interesting story… if you find things that make you want to projectile vomit interesting, that is (and who doesn’t? Only three months and ten pounds to go until bikini season!). Apparently one dark night on the N Sync tour bus, dick-beboxed pop star Justin Timberlake, then dating a pre-trainwreck pedobait Britney Spears, made an interesting request of Spears’ dancin’ man Darrin Henson.
“Dude, smell my fingers.”
Because he’d just finger-banged her. Get it? Ahh, the old finger-smelling bit. It never gets old.
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db
brilliant and gross.
Feb 8th, 2008
CZ
lol at the caption
Feb 10th, 2008
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