When Fabio Meets Scatological Humor
by Steve West on September 4, 2007

Mark Longmire hosts an eclectic website. My favorite section is where he re-titles romance novels and photoshops the new title on the cover. Hilarity ensues.

One Reply to When Fabio Meets Scatological Humor

Amy Austin | September 4, 2007
My favorites of Longmire's... Scottie McMullet, without a doubt, and Mer-Farts.

Of the readers' submissions, the most LOL-worthy... Pull My Finger -- no competition.

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