at least until my liver explodes
Gazing at cheerleaders bottom fancy. Hey, if I was married to an anorexic I would be staring at every girl with a little meat on her. I would also yell, “Hey, I’m famous, you want to do me with a strap on?”. Why? Because I can.
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where else would he be looking……i think if his eyes were anywhere else your caption would be saying that he was gay
Comment by Mark — April 18, 2008 @ 11:51 am
I love how it looks like he’s praying while he’s staring at her ass.
Comment by Marion — April 18, 2008 @ 3:54 pm