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You have a big ass forehead like, I could write the Billarites, the National Anthem lyrics, the Super Bass lyrics, and the whole Constitution, and the declaration of independence, whatever the fuck it's called on your forehead. Please, cover up, please.
Dog dog dog it's not like that it's not like that it's like more of like it's been a year daddy I really really miss you mommy said he went out to go get the milk but I think she just don't think he should I think she's lying he went on vacation without me father so like in a father way it's a joke it's a joke no not a weird way please Child
I ain't no fuckin' racist. It's been a year, daddy! I really, really miss you! Like, no. Please, if you want some hope, call the hotline. Call 911, whatever you gotta do, bro. I'm sorry, but... NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
I'm not gonna lie bro, that is a crescent moon dream type angle bro. Like you kinda look like Grimace's stepdaughter a bit because like that forehead, that's really at least 10 inches between the top of your head and your eyebrows. You might need to fix that at some point.
Girl, I don't know what made you do this or who made you do this, but girl, you need a therapist. Like, the caption just cashed me off guard and your face. I mean, it looked like someone just slapped makeup all over your face and said, Okay, girl, you're gonna eat it up. And plus it said, It been a year, daddy. I really, really miss you, mommy. You need a therapist.