Imagine only being famous for your father then hiring a publicist to vomit your political opinions down the throat of everyday Americans when your pussy is crusty and smells like rotten blue cheese. I walked by this bitch at a hotel once. The wafting smell coming off her cooch was beyond revolting. She must run a maggot farm in her vagina. It smelled that bad.
Imagine only being famous for your father then hiring a publicist to vomit your political opinions down the throat of everyday Americans when your pussy is crusty and smells like rotten blue cheese. I walked by this bitch at a hotel once. The wafting smell coming off her cooch was beyond revolting. She must run a maggot farm in her vagina. It smelled that bad.
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