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Logan McCade. Paging Logan 'Pantyripper' McCade. Please return to your conference call.
I have made a lot of mistakes raising the four Jenner kids.
Finally, Bennett: 1; Chloe: 0
Fuck, Team Kyden, its all about Team Joslyn. That shit needs to be on a shirt, or something.
The Classic Notting Hill junkie, i.e; Armani underwear, Pink's shirt and Burberry belt tourniquets
I have brought you half of my pancakes," said Gollie.
"And I have removed one of my outrageous socks," said Bink. "It's a compromise bonanza!
Biking through New York's boroughs in 2005, I thought about some old friends, Joe and Eileen Bailey. Though they are imaginary, I frequently talk to them.
And there's something about having an especially different name that makes it difficult to imagine what you would be like as a Jennifer.
My beloved jay, give me a name now. call out the name you give me, looking into the deepest place in your heart. Everytime you call my name, I'll fly to you and be your wings.
Who is this lady?" he asked me.
"Britomartis," I said. "The Lady of Nets."
Leo looked dubious. "Does that include basketball and the Internet?"
"Just hunting and fishing nets," I said.
Mother's tits, Rhys,
I've got it!" he declared suddenly, snapping his fingers in triumph.
"Take your knickers off."
"What?" Did that mean what I think it did?
"Your knickers. You know - panties, underwear, muff-huggers, nasty nets -
I pray, what flowers are these? The pansy this, O, that's for lover's thoughts.
Mandy (lentil eating, lesbian, long socks) in PR
orange Capri pants that were
Jennifer where are you going, dear? Dinner will be ready in a minute. Your brothers found a few unattended five year olds.
No lace. No lace, Mrs. Bennett, I beg you!
NICOLE CULLEN Long Tom Lookout
What are those?" Nico called.
I was down to my lacy black bra and matching, thankfully, modest boy shorts first.
Ashley was next. "Thank god I shaved yesterday!"
Sandra was stripped to her underwear soon after. "I didn't, but I need to. No one look at my downtown.
She has more names than petticoats.
fashioned of flowing silk or jersey,
Hi, I'm Britney. I'm not wearing any socks...and I have the panties to match...What's your name?
Let brisker youths their active nerves prepare
Fit their light silken wings and skim the buxom air.
Just call me Caitlin,
I don't like silk underwear. They don't do the job, you know?
Me Jev, you Nora.
You're not wearing mink knickers,are you?
What like see-through tops?" Mackenzie Winters
What nuns don't realize is that they look better in nun clothes than in J. C. Penney pantsuits.
I cannot possibly borrow underclothes from Holly and Angela. Bras especially."
"I know," said Jared.
"Oh, you do, do you?" Kami inquired. "And how do you know, may I ask?"
There was a slight flush along the lines of Jared's cheekbones. "Observation.
They built these little tanning booths for Brooke and I to do nothing but lay down and tan all over.
Jen[nifer Lawrence]'s main goal in life is to get me to laugh while we're filming sad scenes. And it's the HUNGER GAMES.
Quit it! Tate, enough of the taunts, and Bones, how old are you? Why don't I just give you a pair of my panties to hang around your neck? Then whenever you feel jealous, you can wave them at whoever's pissing you off."
"Like you wear panties," Tate muttered.
Coralie Casey was the kind of woman calories were made for; that dewy peaches-and-cream complexion, glossy cherry lips, the succulence of her body beneath that orange, silky dress. A cornucopia of curves, you could say, except it was probably better not to think about horns of plenty.
connection." Stacy burst out laughing. Kat just stared at him. He continued. "I love you small chicks, you know? You're kinda adorable. A spinner, am I right? You know what would look good on me? You." "Do these lines ever work?" Kat asked him. "I'm not done yet." Sunglasses
I'm Logan Motherfucking Kade. I have my own hashtags,
Yeah. I put on JT. Bitches love JT.
Ah, Neni!" Jende said, laughing. "American women do not use love potions."
"Thats what you think?" Neni said, laughing, yoo. "They use it, oh. They call it lingerie.
She had a pair of vans he liked, with strawberries on them.
I love Calvin Klein underwear. That's the only kind of underwear I wear.
P - Jamie!" I called.
He waded back toward me. "I'm starting to think my name is Pajamie."
"Your name should be Pajerky. You said it wasn't deep."
"Pajerky?" He gave me a skeptical look. "That's Pathetic."
"We'll see how smug you are once I'm on dry land.
Noseless and Handless, the Lannister Boys.
row of stitches.
That makes me think of spandex-covered football players. It's not me. I'm in rhinestones and velvet, not spandex.
Underpants! Underpants!
You use your tits the way a ninja assassin uses nunchuks.
Kerrick the weed.
Imagine Oshkosh straitjackets for little insane children.
Katenia, are you drunk?"
"No, it's my breasts. I've yet to adjust to my new size.
Sweet potato fries
An eye-jangling assortment of spurious clan tartans, adorning every conceivable object made of fabric, from caps, neckties, and serviettes down to a particularly horrid yellow "Buchanan" sett used to make men's nylon Y-front underpants.
Net-a-porter is an environment where a woman can really indulge, browsing through more than 160 brands in our fashion playground.
And at my silent window-sill The jessamine peeps in.
What color are your panties?
Since my initials are J. U., people called me Ju. Or Jujube, like the candy.
Why did you attack some girl's boots?"
J.Lo looked incredulous. "She is still mad about this?" he huffed. "I TOLD her-I THOUGHT they were ANKLEwolves."
"Okay, whatever. I-"
"Why elsenow would a person wear fur with shortpants? It makes no sense!
Aidan is the only person she knows who would mend a pair of sweatpants. He hates to give up on anything.
I like twinsets, and I'm famous for always wearing crop tops.
Look," I said halfheartedly. "Another one of those tumbleweeds made out of old hair weaves."
"Tumbleweave," said J.Lo.
They [potatoes] are good for boys cold fingers at suppertime on winter nights.
Mia,' she whispered. I turned around. 'What?' I whispered back.
She smiled at me a little. 'LEEERRROOOY JEEENNKKIINNNSS!' she shouted, then spun around and ran toward the Z's in the lighting section.
Cupcakes are the tattooed brunette chick of the baked goods world.
Cheyenne. Created from the finest Belgian lace over ivory sateen, it fit Anna like
Blonde tangles flying everywhere and her diamond-laden hand wrapped around Jess's strong, bare torso. She looked happy and so did Jess.-From Siddy Creek
she was a person, jen, and people aren't perfect. and she wasn't perfect. and that's okay
Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
Just hopped off the plane came back from Vancouv Little white tee sum boobs & bamboo
Jean Tigana has spent the entire first half inside Liam Brady's shorts.
Nana's French knickers were surely a symbol of liberty and abandonment, worn only by women who didn't care for conventional frills or superficial nametags. Those french knickers were flags blowing in the wind, like a statement of victory.
She fell asleep like that, wrapped in warmth.
Wrapped in Jay.
of those clothes.
They are "sexcellent". That is a pun for you, you will find lots of puns on the internet! Also: blonde jokes.
My jeans, the ones I got from the teen section, the ones made for chicks. And I look fucking perfect in them.
My real name - my real name is Jennifer Caban.
Who's that little brunette?" Suzanne asked. "I hate little petite types. Gregory doesn't look right with someone petite. Little face, little hands, little dainty feet."
"Big boobs," Beth said, glancing up.
Had his brain been constructed of silk, he would have been hard put to it to find sufficient material to make a canary a pair of cami-knickers.
I didn't mean to interupt you if you were looking for your friends Miss
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'Callihan,' but you can call my Jasmine. Or Jas.' Or Snookums. Honeybunch. Hotsie Totsie Cowgirl. My Little
'It's nice to meet you Jasmine, I'm Jack.
a low-cut sleeveless
But be warned, deep down, I'm just an ordinary guy who puts his fishnets on one leg at a time like everyone else.
Psht, as if. You and what army could possibly rescue her from my clutches? -JEN
Chicks dig a dude who's sporting the latest eggplant turtleneck styles.
(Kiara having a sever panic attack.)
Kiara? Hauk wears women's underwear. (Nykyrian)
Come again? (Kiara)
Hauk wears women's underwear. Pink and really girly. You know, one of those skimpy things that tucks into the crack of his fat ass. (Nykyrian)
I box in yellow Gox box socks.
Jumpin' Jehosafats, I think I just creamed my pants,"
Annette whispered, staring at Luke. Luke's eyes locked on me. He lifted his hand and crooked his finger.
"I was wrong about before. Now, I've definitely creamed my pants," Annette breathed.
I love ... Eskimo Joe's. I have tons of Eskimo Joe's clothes and cups in my house, 'cause I love Eskimo Joe's.
I have Spanx on. Always! I have to wear them all the time!
Strawberries and Sophie. Ummmmmm, better than strawberries and cream.
Karina and Tho-orn, sitting in a tree-ee. Kay-eye-ess-ess-eye-en-gee.
It's a good thing my parents named me Jon because that's what everyone calls me.
Panty-melting" - Mary Johnston
On the Jellicoe road
Jennifer, like Father, had something of a fetish for office supplies. A
Kettle thingies. Yum.
PANTALOONS, n. A nether habiliment of the adult civilized male. The garment is tubular and unprovided with hinges at the points of flexion. Supposed to have been invented by a humorist. Called trousers by the enlightened and pants by the unworthy.
Jeems was their body servant and, like the dogs, accompanied them everywhere. He had been their childhood playmate and had been given to the twins for their own on their tenth birthday.
T-shirt that read I'M A GLEEK.
What's all the row over at Ben's?" [Mrs. Ide] inquired, placidly, from her comfortable chair.
"Rustlers, cattle, foremen, sheriffs, and Heaven only knows what," replied Hettie, distractedly.
We liked to be known as the clever girls. When we decorated our hands with henna for holidays and weddings, we drew calculus and chemical formulae instead of flowers and butterflies.
The world's most effeminate heterosexual, Daniel Johns