Bitch, I’m not afraid. So, yeah, I said it. But don’t get it
glittered —
Gary Jr. encouraged it. Bitch, I’m not afraid. So, yeah, I said it. But don’t get it
glittered —
Gary Jr. encouraged it. Bitch, I’m not afraid. So, yeah, I said it. But don’t get it
glittered —
Gary Jr. encouraged it. Bitch, I’m not afraid. So, yeah, I said it. But don’t get it
glittered —
Gary Jr. encouraged it. Bitch, I’m not afraid. So, yeah, I said it. But don’t get it
glittered —
Gary Jr. encouraged it.
Benutty: It was fun, nothing out of the ordinary.
Benutty: So evil. I thought it was glaringly obvious tho.
Gary: No. Not glaring at all. She was on a mission lol.
Benutty: It looks like my cock is out.
Benutty: Ew. How does
Nick still think that was a good idea, putting your face within inches of a tire? Really?
Benutty: Hahaha. I feel bad for
Nick though. If the only thing that distinguished me from
Mo’nique was my skin color then I’d have killed myself by now. He’s a
stronger woman than
I am.
"I am" is what I'll look like next time I see Mo'nickell,
don't get it glittered,
FrankieRose is evil,
hole in the crotch,
Mo'nickell,
Mo'Nique,
snausage,
Sonique,
stronger woman,
Super Bowl,
thunder thighs
Q: What happens when you get hella drunkies in football jerseys to take a picture?
Photo: HRH Hannah
A: Benutty still wears a brooch & drinks le champerelles.
UPDATE: Aunt F. saved the day — she dug up another bottle of champes for the huhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnies.
Drinks. Champes. Football. Jealous. FrankieRose. Hungry. Mami. Huh? Dead. Rooster. Oops. Nick?
Seriously? Don’t show up at a Super Bowl party empty handed. The two bottles of champes in the fridge are almost gone and I’ve only had 7 glasses!
If you wanna die at 2 I dare you to show up at the next party without your own liqs. If you’re gonna want a drink then bring your own shits bitch!
Word to the wise you feeeecking lezzies.
