So you walk up to the bar through the smoke and noise, preferably to “Rock You Like A Hurricane.” Then the hotties will turn to each other and say stuff like, “OMG Becky, a cheeseboy. Wanna make a grilled cheese if you know what I mean???” And other things of that matter.
So you walk up to the bar through the smoke and noise, preferably to “Rock You Like A Hurricane.” Then the hotties will turn to each other and say stuff like, “OMG Becky, a cheeseboy. Wanna make a grilled cheese if you know what I mean???” And other things of that matter.
“OMG Becky, look at the WHEEL, it is so BIG”
From the acclaimed song “baby got brie”