If this is the girdle bellybuster without the jockstrap, who’s buying the pudge-slimmer with the exposed booty? And for that matter, why?
The lyrics to this song are right about one thing: Zachary Freiman is destined for stardom (and fabulosity). (Thanks Michael!)
Behold: when two scary things (Miranda Sings and Rebecca Black) become one.
Does size matter? Does it really? Those of you who answered yes should book flights to Congo, Ecuador, Ghana, Colombia and Venezuela—the five countries a…
I’m sorry, WHAT? Does it really count as “country” when you throw in a few guitars and a harmonica? (via Towleroad)