Them sharks be twerkin'
Them sharks be twerkin'
At least Kirby died with a smile on his face.
And then their breath would stink if they gave you a kiss.
Like a Pringle!
I think they couldn't find his lap.
He's very discreet. The tinted formula leaves a ring.
Hope she's sly and keeps her nails trimmed, so as not to leave a mark.
Not as short as Favre.
He's wearing booty shorts. They're meant to accentuate other assets.
Ah, but he did.
I love chocolate, too!
What a dick.
His tummy haz a sad :(
My brother and I have made a pact to ensure mourners at our funerals are forced to dance the tinikling. I expect to hear ankles snapping from Heaven, and he from Hell.
Ohio has the worst Victoria's Secret Runway shows.
You know that thing your cat does when it kneads you with its paws, and you're suppose to feel all warm an fuzzy because it harkens back to nursing with its mother? In our house, we call that "tenderizing the meat."
Thank goodness for the earlier stabbing, or this incident may have been even more far-reaching.
They give me mine to inject at home in my hip, and it honestly isn't that bad at all. Kind of like when you tweeze or wax yourself and it doesn't hurt as much as having someone else do it.
I thought it was the one-armed man who did it...