Little sonny, now that you're old enough to drink a red cup of Coors from the keg like a big boy, let me tell you some truths:
Your mom is grinding. That's what moms do. Moms grind. Moms are made for grinding and cutting crusts of sandwiches and then lots more grinding. There's an r&b song about a guy who is getting an erection because a girl is dancing too close to him, and he's worried she might be feeling "a little poke comin' through... on you". That song is about me when I watch your mother grind.
Now let me get you a refill.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
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I don't get it.
Grinding? Really? :D
From the side, though, it kind of looks like Kendra Wilkinson's mom; of which, I would expect nothing less. But why would they let a toddler have a red cup?!
I'll get that bitch a grinder.
Bitches love grinding.
Hahaha, ew I don't want to picture my mom grinding!! It weirded me out enough when I went to a club with her a few months ago (first time ever and only cause it was a special occasion) and after a few shots of tequila she decided she wanted to drag me onto the dance floor with her! Not happening again anytime soon...I was more nervous she was going to get pushed or worse, some guy WOULD come grind on her! Ew. Maybe not ew for all moms, but it is for mine!
What is the women in the blue shirt doing? Is that a new dance move I need to learn?
Is that Gabourey Sidibe in the back?
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