Angela and me at our best. I’m trying to teach her the “Tijuana Booty-Slap, ” or “TJ Booty,” as UCSD co-eds called it on their week end orgies south of the border. This was at a fabulous Easter party she and I threw at my place in the Bronx last years. *sniff*…good times…..
p.s. make sure the sound’s on!
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Can’t stop laughing long enough to write anything…where the hell did you find that song?I guess everyone has their own way of celebrating Easter.
Is that Eminem?
Some writhing. I don’t doubt that the apathy followed in turn. You should check out Turkish rap.
Oooh baby, that bathwater’s HOT!