voogling

Yup.

It's all about the creepy guy.

Wow.

Even after seeing how that stuff works.

If you're lazy enough to not have googled me, let it be known that ... ahem ... I'm latina. Actually, make that puertorriqueña.

So it makes sense for my panties grow a bit tighter and wetter every time I listen to Juanes sing. Ay bendito, that man is just ... yummy. Too bad he's like 3 feet tall. If not, I'd be wrapping my ten feet long legs around that mo'fo.

That said ...

¡Jesús, María y José! Those dancers suck. Where the hell did you get them Juanes? Where you hitting the coca instead of the café? Because ... damn! They're the only latinos I know who are missing the dance gene.

Looking for videos of kittens I found this awesome 1982 video that mixes cheezy techno music, awesome early digital art and trippy Blue Man Group like choreography.

Creepy 1950's video about becoming a woman.

He doesn't use Colgate!
He uses the fruit flavor!

This is how straight guys go bitching.