burying the French-English hatchet with girl-on-girl action…

Friday, 18. June 2010

So I guess Carla Bruni was in London with her president of France husband who’s really only worth talking about because he married a hot French model – and while there she hung out with the English prime minister’s wife. Look it doesn’t matter, she looks fucking unbelievable. And she’s getting up there age-wise. For more pictures go to OK.

The story says the two broads became BFFs. Which reminded me about my BFF, and I thought long and hard about my BFF, and then I realized I don’t know what the hell a BFF is; in porn terms it would mean Bear-Female-Female. That sounds dangerous. I’d have to watch it through cracks between my fingers.

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