Having a hip bone that pokes past your arms could come in handy. You could hang your little baggies of cokey from it. If there isn’t a coat rack around, you can hang your jacket on that shit. And little kids can take turns swinging around on it. It has many fun and helpful uses. I would try and get my hip bone to stick out like that, but there’s a problem. I like eating food. Yeah, I wouldn’t be happy only eating pussy, meth, Diet Red Bull and nicotine. Okay, maybe just for a second (sans the puss), but then I’d miss apple fritters and macho nachos too much.
So, here’s skinny ass HoHan trying to find size “BITCH EAT AN AWESOME BLOSSOM (OR 50)” while shopping with her sister Ali OLDhan, Ali’s “suddenly there” titties and White Oprah in SoHo yesterday. The fact that you could wash your dirty clothes on HoHan’s spine doesn’t seem to bother White Oprah. She’s too busy trying to spend that bitch’s money!
And looking at these pictures really make me want to run to HoHan, grab her ass and use her to pole vault over something. 2012 here we come!