Reason #517 Why I'm Glad I'm Not Famous
Queen Latifah enjoys afternoon brunch in Beverly Hills
Imagine having a bunch of paparazzi snapping your picture while you try to stuff your face.
I just couldn't do it. I have a slight
anger issue. By slight I mean I would immediately flip over the table and start shanking bitches with the nearest available steak knife. I don't know how you get down when you are digesting your food but I swear I eat like the plant off of "Little Shop of Horrors" at times. Feed me, Seymour! I'm sure I have turned off plenty potential dates while dining at the Waffle House after a long night of dry humping random men and I'm fine with that.
You can say what you want but you won't call me hungry. Thanks.
Use don't abuse (ie. adding me to your site's mailing list). And for the love of God please stop sending mp3 files of your music. I am not Clive Davis and to be frank I probably don't want to hear the shit anyway. You should also know that I take my slow, precious time responding to email. And sometimes I don't respond at all. Fresh.email@example.com
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