I, On The Other Hand, Do Not Love You Long Time

The recent warm weather has done more than provide us with hours of overhead phone calls and piles of ciggy butts:
Codename Misty has been showing off some serious skin!

I can't even begin to make an attempt at describing the trailer park/strip club/meth lab/Walmart lingerie department (Wolfgang's Note: you just did) smorgasbourg of Bad Taste that this young woman routinely exits the house in. A Vietnamese hooker trying to woo American sailorboys would blush. And then vomit.