Hannah was hanging onto the body by a thread, and she knew that if she didn't do something huge soon, her other personality -- lame, pathetic Miley -- would resurface. Her very dominance relied on doing things Miley would never do. Bad things. Things her daddy wouldn't approve of.
CURSE YOU, ROBBY RAY AND YOUR HORRIBLE RULES.
So tonight Hannah, in
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There was a pole. And she just had to give the girl in front of her some tips for how to use it. She could do this, right?
"Okay," she said, more loudly. "You need to get a running start, jump onto the pole, and then swing around, wrapping your legs around it. It's called the Cyrus Slide, after that trampy little daughter of the Achey-Breaky guy or whatever."
HER BROWSING HISTORY WOULD NEVER RECOVER.
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Oh, Hannah.
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Protip: she didn't.
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Gasp!
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Which was the objective here.
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Heh. My two sexaphobes are so slutty this weekend, omgggg. And Kenzi is so... commanding. Mmm.
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