Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Rob McDonald

If you get any more handsome, I'm going to punch you in the face, sir.

In fact, there's a lot of my friends I'd like to say that too.

Don't you think you can slink down the back, Cunningham. You too risk the mighty fury of my envy.


  1. I'd suggest we mate and make beautiful children, but the conflict emanating from our inability to choose the games console Santa would one day bring our little ones would tear us apart like a Mortal Kombat fatality.

    Plus, neither of us have gees.

  2. The lack of geeage is indeed a problem.