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      • Alex
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      • Zac
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      • Save my sterling Baume & Mercier, your sphincter feels better than anything else on my wrist. Chap.
      • Jeremie
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      • You clean up real nice...
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      • Bottom WASP, was that YOU I saw getting
        gang-banged at last year's Puerto Rican
        pride parade? Oh, and if Mother only
        knew how many times you've been to the
        Bronx, she'd just die!
      • Melissa
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      • Oh Bottom WASP, you alone were
        there for me as I lay on a chaise for
        days, convalescing after my latest bout
        of plastic surgery. Mummy insisted I
        have my nose done this time, after all I
        mustn't look too ethnic for my debut.
        But then my date with Percy was simply
        ruined when the stitches popped at the
        tennis club, and Mummy had taken all
        of my valium, so I was left weeping
        silently in the drawing room, with only
        Bottom WASP to comfort me.
      • Jeremie
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      • I'd make you chew a 600 thread-
        count Calvin Klein pillowcase
        ANYDAY!
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      • god damn bottom WASP, i am going to give you
        an ethnic hatef*k you will never forget...
      • Sebastian
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      • So very jealous! I have WASP on one
        side but Italian on the other... My last
        name has a vowel, and Mother is not
        distant, she tries to be warm and
        involved. Her family ignores us because
        of the vowel. People in my family cry.
        They speak above a whisper. They talk
        about feelings. They wanted me to go to
        Public School, while I wanted Episcopal
        Academy. Yours is the life I need yours
        is the life I want, how cruel is fate.
        Ahhhhh!!!
      • Tim
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      • I know you're jealous that I got to be a proctor
        in Coy with the Italian Ambassador's son and
        you were relegated to Memo - with the
        Chaplain's pale milquetoast brat. But, and it
        shames me to say this, in the throes of
        passion - he often screamed your name. Will I
        be seeing you at mummy's New Year's thing?
        I do so love our friendly competition for the
        most men by midnight...
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      • Thanks for the memories. Taking me to
        the Junior League debutante ball when
        my date had the flu. Sipping beach
        combers at the Beach Club. Hitting
        balls at the Meadow Club. Helping me
        choose furniture from Scully & Scully for
        my new Sutton Place apartment.
        Sipping great bloodies and dry
        martinis. And, of course, both giving lots
        of head... Ah, those halcyon days. Kiss,
        kiss.
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