No need to wrap up that bologna, I’ll just put it in my trash bag shirt.
Well, only one tail on those jean booty shorts would have looked ridiculous.
That’s what you get for cheating on Elin! Caged up like an animal….huh, what’s that? A different “Tiger”? Oh, well enjoy your Frosted Flakes then.
The real question is this: how many fraternity guys are gonna freak out when they see this picture because they know they brought this lady home from a bar one night after someone thought it would be a good idea to bust out the tequila?