GAWD MOM, will you leave me alone? It’s my 16th birthday. I want to see my friends and listen to The Rap Music at The Burger King, yo. No, I DON’T want to go to the romance store. That’s really creepy and…wait, you’re saying you’ll buy me a Pocket P*ssy? I have been wanting one of those for awhile. And lubricant? That could come in handy. Haha, yeah, that was a good one. AND there will be a single black lady hanging around outside the store, an observation I’ll probably point out for no particular reason? Lemme call Troy and cancel. You’re the BEST, ma.
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