While most singers try to sing from their diaphragm, Mimi goes way deep and sings from her coochie. Now, that is how it’s done! During the closing concert at the Ischgl ski resort in Austria yesterday, Mimi prepared to let out a 32 octave butterfly yodel by breathing in so hard that her Spandex ski pants practically polished her damn cervix. Mimi’s poon will be spitting out Spandex for days! I refuse to call it a camel toe, because Mimi doesn’t do camels, darlings. It’s more like a lamb toe. Hell, it’s the whole damn lamb’s foot! It also looks like a unicorn putting its hooves together to pray, and two butterfly cocoons hanging next to each other, and Homer Simpson with red lipstick on, and a fortune cookie molded from Play-Doh. Basically, Mimi’s cooze flaps look like everything. Who knew that Mimi has the Rorschach test of pussy lips?
Even though Mimi’s got an entire stampede up in her pants and her coochie could be a star in the world of competitive pants-eating, CoCo is still the Queen of Camel Toes. I mean, who would you put money on in a camel toe wrestling match? Exactly.