Holy, stars and stripes, Holly Peers. This has been the greatest Independence Day extended holiday ever really now officially that Holly Peers and her magnificent mammaries have entered the red, white, and revealing game from across the pond no less where once there were tyrants, now only epic ta-ta’s.
You know how people sometimes say they saw something at it took their breath away. Literally, I had to gasp as I gazed upon the glorious Holly Peers and this peephole eyed view of her tremendously inspiring puppies. If Holly’s funbags where planets, my life would be consumed with building a rocket ship capable of landing on her surface. I would not worry about a return journey. Ever. Enjoy.