I understand it was a hot day and all, but is it really necessary to air out your vagina right there during your meal, Mischa? You know what else is gross and shouldn’t be shared with the public? Making out with that shaggy beast next to you. Not the dog, the other one. I realize kissing the dog afterward seems like the best available option to get the Cisco Adler taste out of your mouth, and is a lot less difficult for us to watch, but there’s gotta be some parsley around there, or something. Good grief.
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