Me and Gucci got married last night. We toasted all the speeches with crunk juice out of iced up goblets and then ate sugared almonds. He even took his grill out to kiss the bride. Man it was the weirdest dream ever.
You know these players don't really like taking G strings down south of an oiled booty. They just want someone who can keep the creases out of their tall white t-shirts and make 'em smell real nice.
And whilst we're speaking grills, does Bear Grylls know what his name actually means?
Bear Grylls?
Bare gnar grills.
