Sold by the vial at my local gym
In Selma Hayek’s bra
In the top drawer of my ex-girlfriend’s bedside table
On every page of the annual fireman’s calendar
About an hour outside Vegas at the Cottontail Ranch
In the Witness Protection Program
On a farm in Cochrane, Alberta, Canada
Tags: Cottontail Ranch, Selma Hayek's boobs, Wendy's, Where's the beef?, Witness Protection Program
May 22, 2009 at 9:22 am |
I think the old lady ate it. The filthy carnivore!
May 22, 2009 at 2:19 pm |
Sweet jesus, I adore the beef inside Salma Hayek’s bra. If she were Wendy’s spokesperson I would eat there every day.
May 24, 2009 at 9:09 am |
I prefer the beef in Kate Beckinsale’s bra.
May 24, 2009 at 2:43 pm |
It’s in Mark Wahlberg’s Calvin Klein underwear. That’s where I’m going to look, anyway.
June 10, 2009 at 2:53 pm |
And here I thought it was between my hamburger buns. I’m so old-school.