Smells like sex, and snowmobiles....

Been sniffing around the blog ever since I've been back from France. The damn thing smells like old feet and unkept hippies. Frankly, I have also been far too busy dictating love sick notes to Govn'r Palin and saving my pennies for one steamy night of sex and snowmobiles. Consequently, I find blogging, as of late, utterly unsatisfying.touchme.jpg Touch down...!

PS: Those white specs are frozen bananas...