Apparently “shame” must fall into that category of everything you want because you clearly don’t have any.
You ever order something that looks super awesome online only to find out it’s awful when it finally arrives? I feel like she WANTS someone to get a peek of her meat curtains.
It’s that new style called “make you fall into a seizure.” It’s super hot right now.
It looks like someone woke you up in the middle of the night and yelled “You have 45 seconds to get ready for a stripper contest. And Go!”