No matter what happens in my day. I get to come home to this butt. No matter how grown up she's acting, how much attitude she's giving me, she still has this butt. This little chunky, squishy, ba-donka-donk. No matter what is wrong in the world, I can look at this butt and crack a smile.
Friday, April 3, 2009
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