I don't get Beyonce. Every time I see that commercial where she's dancing in the mirror with her 3,4 reflections its just gnarly. She's all flopping around and her loose legs look like a flag flapping in the wind.
I dated a girl years ago who had breath like she had been chewing on dirt and pickle relish. It was the oddest thing but she was gorgeous and had the drive of a nympho. I'd always slip in some chilled sangria and it masked it at least for a while.
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