V stepped into the crowd, taking in live performances at Vogue World: Hollywood. Known for his own standout fashion moments, he kept it effortlessly stylish in a look worthy of the runway. idk what the fuck any of these words mean btw.
The $12.00 Party City costume-infused 'therapist' is Bronwin Aurora. Not sure about the costar. Maybe she should advertise that skidmark maker a little bit harder and we won't have that disparity in the future? I'm here to help.
A rare fourth stage does actually exist, but the video wasn't long enough to see if the barn door entrance was supplied with a proper dressing of WD-40 or not.
Looks like someone trying to squeeze a flag pole into a gas tank. And much like after messing with flammable substances, someone saw hospital time after this.
Gotta admit; That's some impressive distance being covered with each wad. If the rumors of breakdancing being replaced with this at the next Olympics games is true, we may be witnessing a gold medal contender here. Bring on the sponsors.
One of those rare moments where I can overlook the Pepboys bolt-on milk sacs because the performance is legendary. More strawberryshan deprivation HERE
An avalanche of tits that the most experienced mountain climbers would struggle with. Pair that with a gash that doesn't look like it's been one of the victims of Haddonfield and you're working with some triple A prime beef slab my friends.
Not every day someones title has me scratching all three nuts in bewilderment. But "Dumb Flashlight with Cow Tits" is a choice. Not even all 32 volumes of Encyclopedia Britannica are any help and my disappointment is immeasurable.
Booty blasted before getting down her first bowl of Apple Jacks for the day and completely proud of it. Since this behavior doesn't show signs of stopping any time soon, here's a free tip lady: Start wiping front to back from now on. Trust me.
Gotta respect a man that can make a white girl stop in her tracks faster than a Target clearance sale by simply removing his Nike Dri-FITs, and hangin' brain.
The title may be bs, but at least it's not A.I. An unfortunate level of acceptance our dystopian future has waiting for us when it comes to waxin the carrot. Almost as depressing as that spine tattoo acting as a roadmap to her Hersey Kiss faucet.
idk where this is, but try that in the US of A and the situation will be immediately amplified by a guy 1 Michelob Ultra away from a public rampage. That's a warning. Never underestimate a man with garbage bags full of [this shit] in his basement.
An assembly of miscreants that may remind you of old Internet when people did everything imaginable for nothing more than access to a bottomless keg. Twitter didnt exist, OnlyFans wasnt a thought. It was just for the love of the game. [more]
We've [seen] this [girl] before. And 27 million collective views later it seems she still hasn't figured out what a carbohydrate is. Prince Devitt would be vry proud.
