
She's thinking about stepping into that Jimmy Dean ad where the sun is all bummed out because he didn't get a decent breakfast sandwich.

Pretty sure I already lived through this open mic night back in the college. It was exhausting.

HARD PASS.

...I mean, butter IS delicious.

I think this is the part where I start crying, "just please sing 'Wrecking Ball!!!!"

Subtle as usual.

SPEAKING OF SUBTLE! You guys, later she takes off the strap-on, and she's totally starkers underneath there. I decided not to run the photo because it's FULLY NAKED. Like, FULL VULVA naked. It says something, however, that it took me a really REALLY long time to notice (a) the plastic penis and (b) her total nudity because I was looking at her hair. I literally, in thumbnail, thought Katy Perry had lost her mind. We haven't even touched upon the nipples. OH MILEY. Everything else aside, doesn't this harness chafe? What does it say if I can almost run a photo of a completely naked person because I was so focused on her wacky hair?
