I don't care what anyone says, a lady needs a little junk in the trunk if she wants to get with me. I mean, I'm still waiting for the day the ladies are actually lining up to get with me, I know it's coming, but, when that blessed day arrives, I hope there's some serious badonkadonk swishing left and right in that line.
Angela Simmons has got back. And she knows it needs a little fine tuning around the no-edges, so she took to Miami Beach in some stretch pants to work that healthy butt. And, we watch. And watched and watched. I think that's what we're supposed to do. Angela's got a great beginning there, like a slab of marble from which to carve David. I'd sure love to lend her my chisel (hey, now!). Enjoy.