Queen Latiffa's Sweaty Ankles Are What Keep Me Up At Night...

Say no to sluts who use metaphors about "beauty" when describing their leadership skillz.
Say no to them, and sea creatures who speak any language other than English.



It's true. Queen Latiffa's manly man ankles are the reason I can't eat, can't sleep and can't ride my unicycle. The image of their sweat glistening in the hot midday sun is burnt into my retinas. It's so wrong, yet so, so right.