Lookin’ like a lady: not all it’s cracked up to be

If there is an afterlife, I would be all right with going to hell for the express purpose of kicking the living shit out of the godless whoresondog who dreamed up pantyhose.

The horror!

The horror!

After three hours of hobbling around the office like a pigeon-toed duck playing dress up, I’m thirsty for blood. So seriously, Lucifer, when it’s my time, lemme at ‘im!


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