Becka.

Dead. In a language you can't read.

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“A blow job is not a quiet job.”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“What? You going to beep beep 40 fucking acres?”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

Is someone BBQ’ing?, “no it’s just the smell of my thighs rubbing together.

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“I don’t need to get into heaven, I need conversations like these.”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“Fuck this year, we need some cheer.”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

*point to vulva* “if this is the horidian.. it’s to the left.”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“ There’s fishing in Vegas.”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

There’s no dick in this one...
“Is that what it’s going to say on your tombstone?”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“I dropped my first work shirt in mop water this morning.”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“I think becka’s vocal chords are made of Dandelions.”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“Is Shaquille O’Neal’s dick a unit of measurement now?”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

@michael_e_linn And really cute patios for tea and coffee

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“Do you want to see the only tattoo I would get, ASIDE from the American flag?”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“Spread my ass in kava.”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“Mock then until you become them.”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“I think it looks fine, like.. loose raw beef”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“My ankles go off like pop rocks when I walk up stairs.”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“Oh me too.. I could have him read a phone book and I would be half masked all day.”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“Why.. does god spit on me?”

[Becka. @beckathewhale]

“You can’t dry shampoo your uncircumcised dick.”