Sometimes I just want to get really cocky and brag about my body. But look at the picture! I can't brag about a car with no engine.
I am going to apply for a job at the mall. Asap. Steak Out Grill. Mother Fucker.
I scored a 65% on the "How Traverse City are you?" Quizie!
What about you? I bet Kevin thinks that's the only skirt I own.