I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to think about Miley Cyrus
anymore, on the one hand she’s the hillbillied offspring of one of the
worst one hit wonders of all time, and on the other hand she kind of
makes weird things happen in my genitalia region. I’m so confused. It’s
like asking a stripper to marry you, at the time it seems like a good
idea, and then someone named Omar tells you that a kilo of cocaine is on
your registrar. No thank you.
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