There is not one thing I don't love about this photograph. Not one.
The corncob thingy on the counter probably doubles as a Cyrus household sex toy.
You’re implying it has any other use?
Party in your taco!
Is there a hole in the Sugar Pops box for easy (and private) access like a popcorn tub in the movie theater?
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Huh? What’s photoshopped in this pi—ohhhh, the wall. It’s free of grease stains.
Tacos, RedBull, fresh garlic, big ass squeeze mustard…. whats not to love?
I’m honestly surprised the family isn’t completely fucking obese based on the countertops contents alone.
This is like every pot dealers house I’ve ever been in.
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