Hanging with the enemy, I see, Samanther Bloom! With Fandingo! That’s Mirandingo’s new name. She’s a fantastic wetodd and she’s a dingo. Thus, fandingo! Hmm… what sort of damage can I inflict armed with these images? Probably like none whatsoever! Darn it!!!!
I’ll just spout abuse off to Whorelando’s once-pretty head.
Hi Whorelando, you fabulous wanker! Long time no squee, mothaphucka! You just aren’t doing it for me these days. It’s so odd! Seriously, I haven’t freaking cared about your ass ever since that dykes on bykes special pap session you and the nassty dingo put on last month in New York or whatevers.
It’s all about Ben Barnes. You can’t act, and your fake dingo girlfriend needs to be working in a cabbage patch.
Love and Venom,
Anners, who won’t be posting for a while because her ass is trying not to screw up her grad school application season for the second time.
If you print out this picture, you can use Fandingo’s mug as a mirror. Bytch shines, in a bad way. Shiny happy dingo, holding handspaws. Oh and look at that — a barrier bewixt Whorelando and his dingo. Are those keys? The keys to her dingo cage? Ha.
Um… why is he holding his sissy’s hand? Sissy is awesome, BTW. I think I heart Samanthers Bloom more than I ever liked Whorelando. She’s looking way more like Will Turner than he ever has off the POTC set. Also, slag dresses like a champ!