Dear Ms. Lindsay Lohan,
I know karaoke is fun. Sometimes I like to do it too. Sometimes I'm in the mood to sing SWV, sometimes Pat Benatar, sometimes Miami Sound Machine, and sometimes Madonna. Sometimes I'll have a few cocktails at that karaoke bar. But you know what I always have on? UNDERWEAR!! My shit is C-O-V-E-R-E-D. I understand your vagina needs to breathe. It needs air. It might be stinky. We get it. But go into a bathroom stall and fan it down. Please don't pull up your skirt and flash those innocent bystanders. We love you dearly and we're very concerned. Get it together. We know you can do it.
G-Strings and Thongs,
XOXO
Photo: http://www.wwtdd.com/photo.phtml?post_key=2048&photo_key=2391
Note: How many of these fucking letters can I write in a 24 hour period? Who's ready to see some Olsen hoo-ha??
Thursday, March 22, 2007
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