Well, it was only a matter of time before
this thread repeated itself. Don't call it a comeback -- I've been here for years!
This time, I'm truly not responsible for the ensuing debauchery. Seriously. I was sitting at my apartment, diligently writing
this masterstroke of brilliance. My houseguests, who've spent the week terrorizing Panama, snuck into a high fashion show under false pretenses (they claimed to be from Maxim Magazine, the clever lads).
When they barged through my door at 3 in the morning, they had four ridiculously hot model chicas in tow. A lot of insensitive GFYers cast aspersions at the girls in
the last thread -- insults ranging from "homely" to "plummeted from the Ugly Plane into the Fugly Forest and leveled a thousand disgusting acres of Skankwood."
Of course, everyone was right: those girls were nothing to dial 1-800-COLLECT about. But, as this thread will prove towards the conclusion, there's alot to be said for making the beast with two backs with a beast with a hunchback.
Let's save the moral for later though, shall we?
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