Usually I spend my Sunday nights on my balcony screaming, “GIVE ME PUFFY PEEN! GIVE ME PUFFY PEEN!” at the cars driving by. But tonight I’ll be screaming, “GIVE ME PUFFY PUSS! GIVE ME PUFFY PUSS!,” at the TV while watching a Golden Girls marathon. No, I’ll be screaming it at the Grammys, but if there’s a Golden Girls marathon on tonight let me know, because I’d rather watch that shit. So the Grammys are on tonight and I’m going try to watch the live stream, because Los Angeles is one of the lands of the past and it doesn’t come on until 11pm EST here. I better see a lot of rebel nip slips and even more insubordinate camel toes tonight and I hope that none of them come from Taylor Swift.
Feel free to scream, ‘GIVE ME PUFFY PUSS,” in this open post hosted by a freshly blown Justin Timberlake looking like a third tier weeknight lounge singer at a 2 star hotel in Palm Desert.
Or just fuck the Grammys and watch the Honey Boo Boo Christmas special instead.