Vegas, Bubbie!
I'm boarding on a plane to Vegas right now. Leaving from Florida. And the mix of lawlessness of Vegas combining with the Sunshine State...the swirl of dressed-up leather-jacketed people all looking like they're ready to hit the strip clubs...it's Con-Air come alive, but with more fake breasts and foursomes of guys from the set of Entourage.
Ever single group has a Turtle.
Oooh, there goes a group of 4 Turtles passing by me right now. All four with crooked baseball caps, but each one tilted differently. And just saw this woman in tight jeans picking out a wedgie, pretending she was adjusting her pocket.
I share because I love you.
B
Ever single group has a Turtle.
Oooh, there goes a group of 4 Turtles passing by me right now. All four with crooked baseball caps, but each one tilted differently. And just saw this woman in tight jeans picking out a wedgie, pretending she was adjusting her pocket.
I share because I love you.
B
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