Post by Michelle O.bama on May 5, 2009 15:20:10 GMT -5
She stands unmoving on one of the tanks untouched by the explosions. Glaring at Leon in The Elbow Room, her jaw sets and she listens to the final settling sounds of the rubble. She holsters her Presidential Issue Glock .45 and tears her shirt open.
"TITS?! You wanna see my tits?! Sure, Leon! How about this!!"
The bra-less first lady shakes her shoulders and rattles her breasts, laughing cheerily. Her jaw sets. Her eyes narrow again. And lasers begin blasting the building from her breasts. Michelle's boobies are firing death ray's!
Little pervert. Whoooo's the biiiitch now?
"TITS?! You wanna see my tits?! Sure, Leon! How about this!!"
The bra-less first lady shakes her shoulders and rattles her breasts, laughing cheerily. Her jaw sets. Her eyes narrow again. And lasers begin blasting the building from her breasts. Michelle's boobies are firing death ray's!
Little pervert. Whoooo's the biiiitch now?