Circa 1983.
If you have a very powerful microscope, you can spot Chlamydia and the hot bitch who got him to where he is today.
No nail clippers, but plenty of red nail polish.
The chimney sweep.
Hermit crabs.
Ashton, 9/11 movement needs you to find the truth.
After recovering from her meth habit, Stephanie found a nice warm pocket to curl up into, never to be heard from again.
The seventh circle of Demi's vajay is where bulimics go to chow down.
No one ever told Demi Moore's pussy the rules to basketball.
In Demi Moore's pussy, the scary dude from <i>Pan's Labyrinth</i> has a British accent and a crush on Anderson Cooper.
Some inhabitants of Demi Moore's vagina get their own key.
Tanning beds.
Dallas, TX
Uranium.
All the guns and electric guitars you want.
Wire hangers.
There are no nail clippers, but there are plenty of Indian men.
All her old haircuts.