So here’s Billy Ray and Miley Cyrus pointing at a jellyfish in Mexico and trying to figure out how it will taste if they stuff if it into an armadillo and roast it on a barbecue made from a wheel barrow. And while they’re focusing on that, I’m focusing on the B.U.M. Equipment tank top that is clinging on to Billy Ray’s titty nipples. B.U.M. fucking Equipment!
I haven’t seen a B.U.M. tank top since I wiped my forehead with one after choreographing a dance to a Mint Condition song in my mom’s garage (SPOILER ALERT: That was last month). You know Billy Ray’s got a pair of British Knights chanklas and a cock ring made out of snap bracelets. Bitch is the sharpest dressed possum at the ho down.