For some reason brown mamas, and their rigs don’t scare me like black mamas, and their dope asses.
I don’t know if I could think of a better way to spend Cinco De Mayo, than this monster and a bottle of Patron.
Shit would get violent and perfect and dark and dope and awesome and oily and fuckin R A D!!!!
I’m 38. I’ve learned one thing. If you aren’t hung like a Pug, you just got be open-minded and commit and try hard.
I would be willing to do all these things on this wonderous holiday.
By the way, I have no clue what Cinco de Mayo celebrates.
But Who gives a fuck…….
VIDA GUERRA… MAMMMIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!