barb would join the army but unfortunately my bosoms are far too large to fit in their uniforms or their barracks. honey I would put the rack in barracks but I simply cannot!
oh. let me tell you. I’ve got BIG expectations. huge if you will. my expectations? massive. you know what else is massive? My knowledge of post-Victorian dynamics of hunter gatherer communities within the wider Swedish community. unh
oh. releasing my single barbology. loosely based on vibeology by Paula Abdul. and by loosely I mean it’s an exact replica and my grip on reality is loose. oh. Horny horns. Go Barbara . Go Barbara. Go go barbra. Ooh. Work it Baybay. I give you those vibes. I’m in the funky way
have you noticed there aren’t as many songs out about being thick juicy and sexy since the barb hiatus. oh. makes you think doesn’t it. I just know they STAY stalking this page for lyric inspo about being more bodacious than the large big-breasted tit if it wasn’t a bird