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“Meow!”
“Two hooks at my waist and another two under my hair, and I’ll all yours! Well, almost.”
“Like my new key ring?”
“Dang! These really are low rider jeans! I’ll bet if I bend over you could slip it in me without much trouble at all. Here, let’s see.”
“All we are is bust in the wind.”
“Sorry, bud. The only cleavage you’re getting from me today is what you see on my shirt… unless you force me to show more. Just don’t tear the shirt, okay?”
“Holy crap! This thong is really digging into me! I can hardly move. It’s like self-bondage underwear.”
“I dunno about these butt-lifting yoga pants. It makes it look like I’ve had another butt-job.”
“I think it shrunk when I washed it. Funny, though, how it only shrunk from the bottom up.”
Die Brüste.
“Jiggle-jiggle!”
“What are you lookin’ at?”
“Mirror, mirror, on the ground…Who’s the girl you want to pound?”
“It’s not the size of the truck that matters, it’s the cooling of the vented seats.”
“Just a 30-plus emo girl.”
“I don’t know about you, but I feel like I’m over dressed.”
“Weddings. Damn! I hate having to wear clothes for so long! I hope the cake is good.”
“Time for walkies!”
“I’m gonna need some help gettin’ this thong off! Any volunteers?”
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
Just jammin’ in the ‘rrari.
“Wait! Did I remember to put on panties today?”
“Hey! I hear you like female kittens. Will this do?”
“I really like these new, thinner boxes of wine.”“Why? Because they’re better for lugging around?” asked Mr. Crude.“Well, there’s that, too, but I was thinking more about not getting completely shit-faced when
“Does this thong make my ass look big?”
“The hat? It’s a conversation starter.”
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“What I look like when I have to pee really bad on a road trip but we just stopped 30 minutes ago and I said I didn’t need to go.”
“Do you like my chandelier? It’s my favorite color… sparkly.”
“Welp, it’s finally happened. I leaned forward and the weight of my boobs is preventing me from straightening up again.”
“Okay, you’ve got me up against the wall. Now what, big guy?”
“Yes, sir, whatever you say, sir.”
Law of Conservation of Ass: Fatter cannot be created or destroyed.My Plastic Surgeon: Well, actually…Mr. Crude: But, it can be penetrated.
“A little help with my shorts, old man? I think they’re stuck.”“Do you want them up, or off?” asked Mr. Crude.“Better take them off so I don’t get trapped in them.”“I wouldn’t want that!”
“Okay, okay… you caught me! What’s a horny girl to do when her fuck buddy doesn’t arrive as soon as expected?”“Is that what I am? A fuck buddy?” asked Mr. Crude.“Oh, goodness no! You’re much more
“So, what kind of pet am I supposed to be?”“You’d better be an obedient one!”“That goes without saying. What I meant was, am I supposed to be a puppy, a kitten, or what?”“Yes.”
“Would I pass for one of your students, Mr. Crude?”“Maybe. Answer me this… are you willing to do anything to improve your grade?” he asked.“Almost anything. I assume you mean sex, right?”“Yes, that’s
“Meow?”
“Howdy, partnuh!”
“So, uhhh, have you got something better than this thumb for me to suck on?”
“You can do whatever you want… as long as you don’t mess up the hair.”
“Go on, it’s okay. I know you want to slide it in between them. To be perfectly honest, I want you to do it, too.”
“All dressed up and nowhere to hoe.”
“I seem to have had an accident while touching up my roots, but I kind of like it.”
“I’m digging this new super turbo fan. Talk about having a wind-blown look!”
“Okay, be honest. Does this make my ass look fat, or fuckable? Or both fat and fuckable?”
“There’s a skank in my boots!”
“I’m ready when you are!”
No shirt, no shoes… no service.
“Hi-eee! Come and get it!”
“I don’t want to hear a single word about the pearl necklace on my ass. Not a word.”
“Die Brüste! Die Stiefel!”
“These things are getting heavy! Want to help hold ‘em up?”
“Oops! Looks like the strap snapped. I guess this thing is coming off.”
“I may have had a slight problem with my hair dye. Can you tell?”
The imagery of the cropped sweater is a metaphor depicting the indecisive nature of the artist and volatility of life; intended to leave the viewer with the philosophical question:“Bitch, are you hot or cold?”
“Hey! I fixed the strap on my bra. Want to see if you can break it?”
“Why yes, I am a little bit horny.”
Nap time!
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