Ariana Grande Cheerleader Goodness for Grande Fantasies

I’m not exactly sure what is going to happen to many of your deeply devoted Ariana Grande fans when you see the plucky red in a cheerleader costume performing in Prospect Park in N.Y.C., but I can tell you what happened to me. First, like Bruce Banner, I tried to lock myself in a smash-proof safe keep. That failed as the beast within an not be contained. Then, I moved on to a succession of six increasingly cold showers. To no avail. Finally, I took a Rorschach test where I identified every single ink blot as a picture of myself and Ariana Grande entwined in a mating dance so intense and sweaty, that paramedics responded to the scene without ever being called.

Maybe you had a different reaction. But I’m guessing it was somewhat similar. Enjoy. 

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