Presenting the All-Stars of New York, Houston and Atlanta from the past year:
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That sh*t on her face looks scary as hell.
Is that belt serving a purpose?
She's gonna have to manually detach her vagina from those shorts later on.
Sexy called and it doesn't want anything to do with you.
Tittay claw tats, paw prints, and bullet wounds , oh my!
If you have to create tittay vents, it's time to go a size up.
Is that velvet? Is that FUBU?!
They are moving out of his way. Dude is 'bout to hit a vouge move.
I don't know. (Today: ...And I still don't know.)
The next time you wear this outfit to the club, don't show off for the cameras because we can see the white lining of your ass pads... And we can see how it's cutting into your thigh.
I ain't mad at the outfit. I'm mad I can see her footprint in those tight ass Reeboks.
He doesn't have the strength to make the "peace" sign.
She ran her ass right over from 7th period.
Dude, all that gives you is a limp wrist. And girl, just ask somebody before you leave the house.
Her toes are sweeping a path for her to walk on.
Since she couldn't be a Victoria's Secret angel, she went as a Citi Trends moth.
Beesh, a bra be your best friend!
Since it's Friday....there will be more where this came from later.
Echo
Party and Bullsh*t: Redux
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