Pam Anderson was in Paris walking at the Vivienne Westwood show, which I knew about. So, I figured I’d check out the pictures, then – BAM! – I was running to the bathroom sink and pouring Draino on my eyes. If it weren’t for the raised dots on my F and J keys, I’d probably be unable to work after seeing the mutated Raisinette that had partially melted across the front of Pam’s breasts.
Seriously, there is something wrong with that nipple. It’s like the boob itself is looking down in shame.