"What the fuck?! My shirt looks like it just came out of a morgue! It's all ashy and shit. Oh wait, that came from Ms. Betty Crocker. That skank was rubbing her face all up against my shirt."

"Bitch, you kno you is so fugly dat yo face have a pound of makeup. You sure dat your stank ass used da raahight foundation? You lookz lik-uh vanilla cakez..you know..lik-uh dat bitch ass Ms. Betty Crocker cake mix?"

(A skank and her boyfriend are laying in bed together staring into each other's eyes, until....)
Boyfriend: Baby you smell so good..but ay sweetie, I was just wondering...were you making cake for me earlier today?
Skank: No? Why do you think I'd make a cake? That's so random!
Boyfriend: Looks like you have cake flour on your face.
Skank: Really? Oh my god, that is so weird! Let me go to the bathroom.
Boyfriend: Are you retarded?
Skank: No?
Boyfriend: You don't have cake flour on your face. You just look like Ms. Betty Crocker.
Skank: Aw, really? Betty Crocker?
Boyfriend: That was not a compliment..
Skank: Betty Crocker was once pretty..
Boyfriend: Oh fuck, will you wipe off your 1" thick makeup already? You look like a cakey-bitch!

Bro since I got dirtpilled on Tuesday I have made sooo many worm friends and made them soo many little houses to get married in. Me? Lonely? No you’re the lonely one u lawn owning freak