You know you've hit peak ridiculous when this is the least shocking thing on your resume. You probably already know who Lily Phillips is so I'll spare the intros and/or bacterial cultures, but feel free to have a chuckle at her newest stunt.
One of those rare moments where I can overlook the Pepboys bolt-on milk sacs because the performance is legendary. More strawberryshan deprivation HERE
I know that look. Normally mistaken for being on the wet end of a crypto rug pull, or ur proctologist reaching for spicy mayo instead of an authorized lubricant; it's caused by something totally different. And in most cities u can get it for $20/rock.
Not all of today's most gifted participants were born with the poker face of Clint Eastwood. So when you bare witness to the equivalent of a vaginal SCUD missile, understand it took practice to get here. More reasons to uninstall the Internet: [x]
A classic tale, that still to this day has not been explained. Overreaction? A connoisseur of asparagus and cabbage? Or another man that has mastered the art of skeet shooting without a gun? Unfortunately the world may never know.
Not exactly someone you're gonna ignore, but her facial expressions scream "i just got done assisting my third cousin's soak and i'm craving dutch cabbage roles". So perhaps some form of rapscallion trickery should have been expected.
I don't even know what the fuck I'm looking at here, or why it was given the green light for live streaming. But it appears this cave dwelling goblin (zero feng shui) was able to turncoat a rival. Probably brought to you by [Prime™] Energy drinks.
Before the faux outrage begins; no this bullshit isn't real. This is clout zombie BronwinAuora who's newest grift seems to be convincing a janitor to play duos.
Quite the compliment. So endearing I would consider parting with my first-edition Lindsay Lohan love doll just for a fighting chance at being lost inside her bush fire. The current rehabed Lohan. Not that "snorting tide pods is my zen" version.
idk what kind of Amish paradise rules they agreed to before making the match, but this shit doesn't work for me brother. Interesting loophole though. It's kind of like tax harvesting, where the people watching are the only ones getting fucked.
Looks like they were at "the practice stage" long before the cam ever caught this clip judging by the shades of mold starting to grow under her. Imagine the smell.
If this man's idea of romance is a metaphor for the west being able to raise those population numbers, I'd say this is proof we are buttfucked. Unironically of course.
Believe it or not, before the OnlyFans era and studios jumping on the step-sister train; a man that looked like a dislocated thumb could actually convince his girlfriend to act like a semi-functioning sibling and get the Internet to believe it.
3:10 for the moment of truth. Is dude being honest? Are those surgical gloves? Did I free throw one into the sink at Starbucks from the foul line because their one stall was closed off this morning? All these questions have the same answer.
Becky Bagels foolishly thinks her road trip to Blowberg is going to be an uneventful one. That is, until her travel guide delivers the payload without as much as a "imma nut" before testing her gag reflex in real time. Many such cases.
The receptacle in question seems to be none other than [Rebel Rhyder]. And after seeing what [she can do] with nothing more than a small hometown dream and [license to mine copper], I'm guessing this is just another Tuesday morning.
If only the avg girl put this much effort into carving out an ass that belongs in a museum, maybe I wouldn't be talking to a therapist about my sexual attraction to Reeses peanut butter cups this weekend. Thx [Anna] ull receive the invoice soon.
Right-swipe of the week takes a stroll down butt blast boulevard in an attempt to expand her social media(s). Kinda weak for these guys tbh. I've seen asses getting stretched wider than that in the comments under any given Coffeezilla playlist.
If uve been gifted the dimensions of a jar of grammas old fashioned marmalade there's only two things left to do. So if you share the same genetics, take notes and consider this Plan C after you get banished from the batting cages for life.
Many moons ago, a girl by the name Spring Thomas single-handedly started the BBC-4-ME movement. Apparently this Melody Parker character was hellbent on outperforming her mentor, and has been in the trenches ever since. More [here]
