DILF

My Eddie Bauer catalogue arrived in the mail today.



On a related note, I'm being evicted for touching myself inappropriately in the mailroom of my building.*

*(just kidding)

Comments

S said…
I don't think you are kidding.
May 27, 2008 10:43 pm
Anonymous said…
Heh, heh! It might be easier to list the location you haven't touched yourself inappropriately. No, wait. That's me.
May 28, 2008 9:38 am
Dead Robot said…
Sadly, the Jack Bauer catalog is far less sexy.
May 28, 2008 12:11 pm
Jason said…
I thought a treasure trail was the path to the fridge.
May 30, 2008 3:23 pm
Snooze said…
That lucky, lucky child in the photo.
June 02, 2008 12:28 pm
George Larson said…
DILF!!!! JAJAJAJAAJAJAA!

I'm sure it's been said a million times but it is new to me!

JAJAJAJAJAJAJAAAAA!
June 16, 2008 5:25 pm
Phronk said…
If that kid's head wasn't there, it would look like the DILF was some kind of eight-legged spider person with a custom-made Eddie Bauer shirt.
June 22, 2008 10:52 pm
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