Bombestbabes is the new modeling social networking site similar to Instagram. But it is solely geared towards models, photographers, and gaining exposure by having the opportunity to be featured on the site. Anyone can get a free profile there.
model1- Have you made an account on Bombestbabes yet?
model2- not yet, but I heard a lot of good things about it...
model1- Make a free account asap and tell all your friends.
These are hair follicles growing around the ring (aka “the pink quarters”) of the nipple. They can grow to disgusting lengths and despite folklore can grow on women’s boobies. It is not quite a boob, not quite your pubs but it’s your “bubes,” the name for your nipple hair.
Bobby: "Hey you really need to trim your bubes."
Jill: "Oh I know you like to get lost in my bubes."
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my real birthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."