If you molded a Raven from RuPaul’s Drag Race statue out of Kellan Lutz’s hard ripped shits (yes, even his shits have a six-pack on them), Madge’s escapee arm veins and Jodie Marsh’s old face, then covered it with whatever you cover a Barbie with, threw a chestnut-colored FLOR tile on its head and pinched its face until it looked like it was trying to push out a fart through its nipple holes, you’d have Joey Lawrence in a completely natural and not-at-all staged glamour shoot in the middle of a West Hollywood park the other day.
If you unplugged those plugs and dropped a miniature beret on top of his head, he’d be the white Blaine Edwards! Three snaps toward a bottle of Pepto-B, because Joey looks like he has the runs and is trying to hold in a butt plug at the same time (the butt plug is winning). LOVED-ED IT!
Hair plug maintenance, weekly body fur removal and anus tinting don’t pay for themselves, so flex your way to that money, bitch. Let the flames of jealousy shooting off of your haters’ eyes singe your stray brow hairs so they stay looking like they just stepped off of the face of a Disney evil queen. Twerk, werk, whoa!