After several weeks of grueling confirmation hearings (Sen. Kennedy: "Mr. Ponante, would you use previous blowjobs as a litmus test for assigning higha scoahs to Pussy Pahty pahticipants?"), I have been selected as a judge for this weekend's Cousin Stevie's Pussy Party.I asked previous winner (and returning contestant) Kami Andrews to describe the Pussy Party process.
"A pussy party is an erotic explosion of estrogen and Mexican food," she said. "It should not be missed under any circumstances."
I was worried about my credentials. What does one bring to a pussy party, aside from the obvious?
"You totally have all the credentials you need, what with having eyes and all," she said. I am also very particular about the dismount.
"I won the last one I was in, and I split the money with Julie Night and asked her to marry me," Andrews continued. "She said 'yes' , so I did the logical thing and never called her back, but my heart still aches for her."
Previously: Catching up with Kami, Texas' Asshole Massacre, Cousin Stevie's Green Room
See also: Kamiland
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Wednesday, January 25, 2006 
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Kami Andrews said...
- what you don't see is mexican food is about to fall on my head
- Wednesday, January 25, 2006
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