I’m pretty sure our sweet and overly innocent hottie girlfriend Victoria Justice turned 21 a couple weeks ago, but I guess she needed some time to properly schedule her big girl birthday party at the Bootsy Bellows nightclub where she and her dancing legs looked like a million dollars in a little black number.
Now, we’ve lusted for Victoria Justice since long before it was fashionable, or tasteful for that matter. And we’ve lamented the good girl has stayed the good girl without unleashing the bad girl we truly believe exists deep within. Having said that, I’m staring at Victoria Justice and imagine gravity’s effect on my slobber winding down her leg. That seems wrong given that it’s her birthday and not mine, but I’m a greedy S.O.B. Enjoy.