Foul Balls
What's that they say about a man's car being his penis? We reluctantly suppose that this must the logical extension, as it were, of that esteemed metaphor.
We spotted this pair of huevos on the Thruway somewhere in Westchester County while we were trying to escape NYC for a day. Sadly, our camera phone doesn't do them justice. You'll have to trust us that they were naturalistically modeled in fine saggy detail.
Why would anyone do this?
We spotted this pair of huevos on the Thruway somewhere in Westchester County while we were trying to escape NYC for a day. Sadly, our camera phone doesn't do them justice. You'll have to trust us that they were naturalistically modeled in fine saggy detail.
Why would anyone do this?
4 Comments:
perhaps you were driving behind Mr. Bjork?
That is a most generous interpretation, Ms. T.B.
I tried to see the guy (do I presume too much?) who was driving, but the front windows were tinted.
Then again, perhaps it was Mme. Bourgeois...?
One has to wonder what inadequacies the driver must possess to require the purchase and display of such accoutrements.
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