Between choosing a new layout, blogging on our current situation, passing that chain letter about the clown that killed the babysitter (we hope you passed it on, because we heard its true), and finding out if we’re in your who I’d like to meet section, SVH just doesn’t have time to friend request you. We’re sorry, it’s not our fault, we love to look at your new pictures, especially the ones with the totally deep captions that so apply to your life…we feel you, but we’re running a publication here, and after long passionate hours of inappropriate touching to pictures of you we simply have to unwind by watching some videos of you jamming out and making a totally adorable ass of yourself!
MySluts, we are so jealous of you (friend us!). Your quiz results for what alcoholic beverage are you totally beat ours; sex on the beach is SO much better than jell-o shot! It just shows our personality is sub par to yours, because you if we had to label some of you the first word that popped into our minds would indeed be margarita! But we stand by our conclusion that the What Victoria’s Secret Model Are You quiz is totally unjust as none of us are Brazilian.
Why can’t we be you? If we had any idea how to get those sexy glitter letters and party girl icons to put in our headline, we would. But we couldn’t pull it off! For shame! Your friend list rivals ours, your pictures are sexier than ours, and worst of all we don’t have the balls to warn all those haters that you’ll go off on any biznatch who tries to judge you because you’re going to be yourself and nothing else. Hey, if the true you likes to fall into the same category as an alcoholic beverage and wear a Very Sexy Push Up Bra (there goes Victoria’s Secret plummeting our self esteem again…) then you let it rain and broadcast it all over your page, but don’t forget your online Bob Marley shrine!
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