oh my nose


Now, I know what you’re thinking when you read that title. You’re thinking that Vikki must have been getting herself all kinds of wild, over the top, major-home-appliances-involved kind of kinky sex to have hurt her nose.

And it’s an amusing thought, really. I’m almost inclined to play along.

But no.

So how did I hurt my nose?

It’s simple, really. Was making the daily rounds of my blogroll and stopped in to visit the lovely folks at Fleshbot. And they, in turn, had this to share with me…

John Kerry is Hung Like A Horse

At which point I began to laugh so hard the apple juice I was drinking went not down my throat but out my nose.


Oh, you gotta love Fleshbot. They find the best stuff.

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