The original working title for this was: Trailer Park Girls Gone Wild... but I was immediately cease and desisted by ROCKPILE LTD & ASSOCIATES. gnomesayin?
Awards for surviving the Messy Martinez and only drives off-road? It's not every day we find girls worthy of an all-expenses paid trip to Red Robin... but she's here.
I once witnessed the same thing while riding the Hogwarts Express in Disney World. The tits were actually bigger. Unfortunately, Chester and his butter beer piss stained sweatpants were not as forgiving about being filmed. #truestory
It may not be written in the rule book, but there's only one translation for the body language on the girl going Milli Vanilli on herself. And it lives somewhere in between "i need to pay taxes" & "the cowboys choked". Three of life's guarantees.
Everyone else talking about USD collapse and unable to afford housing, while I'm just waiting for girls to start doin this in Chipotle parking lots again. #oldfashioned
Not a whole lot of backstory when the original uploader runs with "two bitch" as the video title, so we'll have to improvise: Audrey was concerned about post-wipe skidmark aromas, so her friend took it upon herself to give the full inspection.
Becky-lynn Dakota Monroe Savannah Taylor in the sure has an interesting way of servicing her community. While everyone reserves their public reamings for the Best Buy customer service line; she has decided to start her charity work at home.
On today's edition of "I remember masturbating to her while unboxing my launch copy of Halo 2 with my free hand" its Alexis. No comeback has been made official
wtf is with this ❝i'm not stopping until medicare qualifies her for a wheelchair❞ approach to slamming married women nowadays? Call me old fashioned, but I preferred when it was more romantic and hidden in Taco Bell bathroom stalls.
Billy saved all of his birthday nickles for his favorite street performer... only to be left at half mast and dryer than an asshole full of sand paper. The dream is dead.
The Sasha Grey tag under this video made me think we were about to uncover something never seen before. Instead I was greeted with the kind of silicone tit job you can only get from a New Jersey deli butcher, and her merely spectating.
In a sea of Instagram fueled BBL copycat creatures slowly merging into some sort of SIMP-fueled Voltron monster, emerges something out of Brazil that won't eject your brain for looking at it the wrong way. Now all hail Theodora Moutinho.
Eye-rolling hotdog acrobat takes her show on the road. Sometimes it's on her uncles faux leather seats. Other times it's to channel her inner leather face. Whoever told you romance is dead was obviously lying to your fuckin face.
It may not be explicitly written, but there's only one translation for that body language. And it lives somewhere in between "I need to pay my taxes" and "$1 dollar pizza slices make me shit blood". Just three of life's little guarantees.
Some say it's a moment in history akin to the wild west, and boy did every liberal arts student under 200lbs take full advantage of it. You might get the smell of Drakkar Noir and Natty Ice out of those walls, but... the stories. Those are forever.
Everything about that statement is true, except the "oops" part. Something tells me 'ole carrot top here has sabotaged these sweatshop dick ponchos before...
goblin mode; the behavior of someone who wants to feel comfortable doing whatever they want, not caring about trying to be clean, healthy, attractive or about impressing other people. [PART I]
