That bitch with the orbital sander (see above) is doing it all wrong but this video turns my frown upside down and I hope it does the same for you. It's one of my earthly ambitions to get my lipstick looking exactly this cock-hungry sometime in the next decade. Before I turn 50 anyway. #milestones #blessed
There is of course an alternate version of this video (versión macho) and in the interests of equity and harmony I have installed it here for your delectation.
And lo, there exists yet another, unofficial version of this hallowed dirge, one that may yet prove more pleasing to thine eyes although that is debatable. British Army guys busting moves of varying quality; as someone said in the Youtube comment section, war has changed them. I like the cut of their jib. Mr Swallow Tattoo is a special little superstar but marks off for visible consciousness of that distinction. The ratio of dancer to nondancer is suboptimal and too sadly reflective of the public at large; points deducted also for laughing and I would have beaten the one who says smells like dick in here severely even though no one on earth would contest that assertion. The whole world smells like dick.
Just ask Melania Trump. Ba doomp chiiih.
I think we're getting a textile post this week, in case you were still wondering.