I just knew Aretha Franklin was in NYC over the weekend, because every single pair of boobies I came across on the street looked especially low. They were all bowing down to THE GREAT CHICHI ONE! Queen Aretha and titties o’ plenty were in town for Nelson Mandela’s birthday concert.
The front of Aretha’s dress looks like my face every time I look at her magnificent chichis of hope: full of sparkly tears!
I think the tears are actually coming from those spaghetti straps, because they are crying from the pain of trying to hold up her colossal honeydew balls.