When all of my co-workers asked how my 4th of July was…
Quite an interesting outfit here. Seems odd to just be laying out there, but to be fair this is exactly what I’d assume someone who claims they got abducted by aliens would wear so there’s that option.
Really testing the “booty” in booty shorts.
Remember LeBron, purple doesn’t look good on everyone.
Well fortunately I just got hit with a heat wave, so I’m all set. I can’t speak for everyone here, they may need warmed up, but I’m good.
Just in case you were wondering where strippers got their outfits…tax deductible btw.
It’s summertime. It’s hot and humid out. You get a little swamp ass and sometimes you just need to air it out. Let it breathe. Drain the swamp.
I can’t think of a good reason to have an iguana. Quick add-on, if I did have an iguana I can’t think of a good reason to take it out in public. And as we keep going down this path, I can’t think of a single reason that if I did take it out in public that I’d need to take it to Walmart.
This looks like a redneck Monster Truck show. Which is odd because Monster Truck shows are inherently redneck already, but this is like the DIY version.
The real question is why even bother with the business in the front? What business do these kids have? It’s a party all the time at that age.
See more freaks at People of Wal-Mart
This probably deserves its own post. I’d like to hear Stucky’s take:
I wish I was in Tijuana eating Barbecued Iguana .
Wall of Voodoo. Ah those were good old years. Crazy music that wasn’t rap or disco or rock. Berlin, Boy George, Falco and After the Fire, Flock of Seagulls.