Carl Doesn’t Do It For Me
Because I seem to always queef chunks over pictures of these celebwhores eating fast food, some hos think I love everything that is wrapped in paper. Not true. Carl’s Jr. was never my shit. There was always something about it. Dumb skanks never understood why I always wanted to kick that stupid yellow star in its face. In high school, one dude even said that I must not have a good palate, because Carl’s Jr. is the best-made fast food out there. I think he even called it gourmet. Obviously, the dude’s mom free-based when she was pregnant, because his brain was made out of coke ash.
Even looking at these pictures makes my throat feel heavey. That donkey shit can’t be good for you like McDonald’s or In-N-Out! I mean, look at Jennifer “I’m a Forever Size 2” Love Hewitt! Eating that crap has made her hair look like it’s made out of the hairballs Wino’s crackhive spits out. Yes, it’s all because of Carl’s Jr.!
And in the fourth thumbnail below, you know that Victoria’s Secret bag is for her fiance. He looks like he enjoys a pair of pink, silky chonies against his nalgas.
