Tila Tequila briefly left her post at the bridge last night to promote her new song “I Fucked The DJ” by poppin’ her pussy at the Crazy Horse strip club in the Bronx. These pictures are slowly causing me to deteriorate like School Teacher’s original upper teeth in Hookers at the Point. But I did notice one curious thing in the picture above…..
What is a refined lady like this doing in a queef bubble like that:
Look at her with her hands crossed all lady-like. I bet her friends played a cruel belated April Fool’s joke on her. They told her that a man who like her loves oldies, vintage Lincolns, Ava Gardner movies, macrame, and everything Little Debbie has to offer would be waiting for her at the bar at Crazy Horse. She quickly rushed from her job as an assistant office manager to meet him there. But instead of finding true love that night, she found Tila’s goblin bits all up in her face.
She could only sit there speechless while witnessing Tila crash and burn into a strip pole. The poor lady never thought in her life she would watch the second coming of the Hindenburg disaster live. And her friends better not laugh at her when herp warts start to grow on her retinas. They could at least give her that. They got her into this mess!
Here’s more pictures from last night. Make sure to cover your monitor with a dental dam before proceeding. If your eyeballs can only handle one picture, go with the first thumbnail. It has everything you need: troll nipple, single dollar bills, back hair and ass acne.