Oh my god Becky, look at her butt Its so big She looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends Who understands those rap guys They only talk to her because she looks like a total prostitute I mean her butt It's just so big I can't believe it's so round It's just out there I mean, it's gross Look, she's just so black
*rap* I like big butts and I can not lie You other brothers can't deny
Og like big butts, he not deny. Ug.
}:-)4
"equivalents of Kylie Minogue (pictured), whose renowned behind is the world’s most popular posterior."
Nonsense. More attention is given to Jennifer Lopez's butt in a week than Kylie Minogue's has her whole career, which I though was over in the late '80's.
More Hillary campaign propaganda.
Me like little and tight butt.
This seems logical. Those big butts made good pillows for the cavemen.
My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo
Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about bum cakes, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?
Words and music by Brian May
Are you gonna take me home tonight Ah down beside that red firelight Are you gonna let it all hang out Fat bottomed girls You make the rockin world go round
Hey I was just a skinny lad Never knew no good from bad But I knew life before I left my nursery Left alone with big fat fanny She was such a naughty nanny Heap big woman you made a bad boy out of me Hey hey!
Ive been singing with my band Across the wire across the land I seen evry blue eyed floozy on the way But their beauty and their style Went kind of smooth after a while Take me to them dirty ladies every time
Oh wont you take me home tonight? Oh down beside your red firelight Oh and you give it all you got Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin world go round Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin world go round
Hey listen here Now your mortgages and homes I got stiffness in the bones Aint no beauty queens in this locality (I tell you) Oh but I still get my pleasure Still got my greatest treasure Heap big woman you gonna make a big man out of me Now get this
Oh you gonna take me home tonight (please) Oh down beside your red firelight Oh you gonna let it all hang out Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin world go round Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin world go round Get on your bikes and ride
Oooh yeah them fat bottomed girls Fat bottomed girls Yeah yeah yeah Fat bottomed girls Yes yes
She's so easy, a caveman could do her!
It's amazing of how smart man is. He can look at primitive carvings and cave wall paintings and actually read the minds of extinct people. Know their intimate sexual preferences. Just amazing.
Oog annaconda don't want none hon.
"Troglodyte"
(As recorded by Jimmy Castor Bunch)
JIMMY CASTOR BUNCH
What we're gonna do right here is go back
Way back into time
When the only people that existed were Troglodytes
Cave men, cave woman, Neadrothol, Troglodytes
Imagine the average cave man at home
...
He'd get tired of dancing alone and look in the mirror
And say "gotta find a woman"
"Gotta find a woman, gotta find a woman, gotta find a woman"
Then he'd go down to the lake where all the girls
Would be swimming or washing clothes or something
And he'd grab one by the hair
You can't do that today fellas
'Cause it might come off
You have a hand full of hair
And she'd be swimming away from you
This was a big woman, big
Her name was Bertha, Bertha Butt -- one of the Butt sisters
rubenseque
But seriously folks, the stored fat was a survival advantage in a hunter-gatherer culture where the food supply was not consistent.
Not surprising. It's only fairly recently that the preference has trended to stick-figured boys as the ideal female standard.
well, gee. I followed the link. That article provided a fine opportunity to post a risque picture. Unforutnately, it didn't illustrate the large derriere mentioned. Well, now I know who "Kylie Minogue" is--not that that's worth much.
Turn it up some
Alright boys, this is her favorite song
You know that right
So, if we play it good and loud
She might get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her beer down
Here she comes
Here she comes
Left left left right left
Whoo
Husslers shootin' eightball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall
Here she comes, Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole boy, it ain't his fault
It's so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
(Aww son)