Finding a hippie girl who keeps her bush in check and whose farts smell like jasmine sounds like a dream come true, but you've got no idea what a pain it is trying to get her out of the house.Comments/Enlarge |
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Who the fuck are these women? Who the fuck cares! And if the shots these photographers sell for a few dollars apiece to shitty websites with huge readerships never got taken, would anybody hear the cries of their children going hungry? Probably not.Comments/Enlarge |
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If you want to pull off a silk-pajama suit with Skid Row scuba boots you need to have an eightball in your pocket and be screaming your head off all night. Being Grumpy Gus in that shit makes you look like you lost a dare.
