And Andera and Todd went on to have a wonderful honeymoon playing “Who’s My Pony” every day, all day long…
“Who’s my pony?”
“I am.”
“Who?”
“I am.”
“Who’s my pony, who’s my pony, who’s my pony?
“I am, I am, I am,I am , I am, I am, I am,…….Oh god, oh god, oh oh god….ooohhhhhh….
Who in the hell thought that would be a good picture?
One of you clever surf reporters could probably write the conversation that led up to this tragedy.
WB…you are clever and you have the floor….even a caption will do. I be back later…
I thought delegating the assignment to someone else was pretty clever.
When Todd and Andera first met he told her he always wanted a pony. Andera told him she always wanted to be a pony.
The photographer just said, “Act natural!”
Andrea is the Pele of anal. (Stolen from Archer)
Little did she know, the next moment would feature a dirty sanchez
Just cause Mr. Kutcher had to hog tie the pig I brought him, I didn’t know he’d make me do the same to his daughter I traded for.
Is this Obama’s honeymoon?
Can’t be, Michelle would’ve been on top!
Looks like George W. Bush’s honeymoon, only Barbara Bush isn’t there firming his penis for him.
The prelude to consumating the marriage. (shudder).
Preparing for the donkey punch.
Giddy-up!! Where’s that bottle of Ass Traffic Lube when you need it?
And Andera and Todd went on to have a wonderful honeymoon playing “Who’s My Pony” every day, all day long…
“Who’s my pony?”
“I am.”
“Who?”
“I am.”
“Who’s my pony, who’s my pony, who’s my pony?
“I am, I am, I am,I am , I am, I am, I am,…….Oh god, oh god, oh oh god….ooohhhhhh….
Looks like a promo poster for a show in the dicey part of Branson