Kids, I promised myself I wouldn’t hit under the belt but the chipmunks Fyodor and Vladimir kept tugging at my slippers and insisted that our collective hero has got some double chin problem action going on. After stepping back 40 feet and another 40 feet it was obvious that not only did our hero have double cheeks flowing from the gizzard but she had flapping jowls to boot as well….
Don’t believe me, let’s take a stroll through the Lindsay Lohan fat farm. There I used that word and now I feel so relieved. Of course you know our hero has got to watch those wet sticky cocoa bags and of course those chain smoking fried chicken drums she like to chew on…hawt bixch.
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