You don't want to know what I catch in here...
I hope my big sister sees this. When we were little kids she used to chase me around the house and straighten out my pajama bottoms so the seam in the back lined up with my crack. I would then then pull them back out of alignment and the chase would begin anew.
Crooked butt seams drive her crazy... so Hannah, this butt's for you.
Crooked butt seams drive her crazy... so Hannah, this butt's for you.











I just want to thank all the little people I had to step on to get here, mom, dad, all my petty ex girlfriends, my kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Bay [bitch I still hate you], Tony the Tiger [for taunting me with delicious cereal that my broke ass could never hope to eat. Thank you for believing in my ass. We won't forget you.