It’s as if some weird oddly shaped mass is sucking those Westy pants right in without her knowing it. I just can’t figure out what’s doing it.
Is that a beard? Are those breasts? I’m not sure if this person would be someone who would work on cars or style hair.
Ever wonder where the expression ‘colder than a witch’s tit’ comes from?
Nothing says “I’m good with children” like a pink hat/hair combo and a toddler’s Hannah Montana t-shirt stitched onto your own creepy shirt. He wants to know if you need him to babysit on weekends.