Friday night produced one of the best G shots I’ve ever seen. What the hell is wrong with girls who wear these things? French panties or don’t bother leaving the house please. As you can see we dished out a heads up in the form of a minor cigarette burn to buttock area then quickly escaped to the dance floor to raise our hands and sing “Fly Till I Die” and spill vodka everywhere.
Saving the world one person at a time.