The 200th posting on this blog is about Russell's ass. What has the world come to?
Russell's wife Staci is a lovely gal, lots of fun to hang out with. Tonight, while I overnighted in Charlotte (where Russ and Staci live) we went to dinner along with the Commie Pinko (Russ's mom). Staci became quite intoxicated during the course of dinner, and as a result, she divulged some rather unfortunate information. The nature of this information is even more unfortunate when you consider that we were, in fact, dining at the time. Staci saw fit to inform us that Russell has an acne problem. Not just an acne problem, but a gluteus maximus acne problem.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Russell has zits on his ass.
Thank you, Staci, for enlightening us over dinner...
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1 comment:
You're welcome. :) But you spelled intoxicated wrong. Love ya, Dan!
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