Don’t mess with me my aunt is crazy punch you in the face very hard shirt

Don't mess with me my aunt is crazy punch you in the face very hard shirt
I have seen this Don’t mess with me my aunt is crazy punch you in the face very hard shirt and thought immediately of Y’all two getting the girls shirts like these. I need to buy this for the kids. If a kid runs into me and Harlow today on the slides I’ll tell them to fuck off. I’ve always been the most talkative person in the room. “Annoying”, that’s how my sister describes me. Well, as much as I annoy her we’re still the best of friends you can find. My siblings and I, we’re very close and me being the most opinionated one and the “wild” one I got pregnant at 19. We met at varsity, I was doing Medicine and he was doing law. He was doing his last year, 21 years old.

Don’t mess with me my aunt is crazy punch you in the face very hard shirt, hoodie, sweater, v-neck t-shirt and tank top

Don't mess with me my aunt is crazy punch you in the face very hard Guys-tee
Guys-tee
Don't mess with me my aunt is crazy punch you in the face very hard Hoodie
Hoodie
Don't mess with me my aunt is crazy punch you in the face very hard Sweater
Sweater
Don't mess with me my aunt is crazy punch you in the face very hard V-neck t-shirt
V-neck t-shirt
I was on my way back to my residence about to cross the road when a cute Don’t mess with me my aunt is crazy punch you in the face very hard shirt. And since I was this ratchet girl from East London I yanked it and gave him a death stare. Well, he just smiled and said “Hi”, God he had me right there. He was tall, well I’m really short so you can imagine. He was right Kumkani’s hight from generations. And he was a bit muscular, you could tell he visits the gym every now and then, He had hazel eyes with medium sized pink lips. Gosh, the lips that you could just suck all day long and never get tired, yep those. “Molo”, I said with a frown on my face, “I’m Bandile, you are?”,he said with a cute smile on his face, “Buhle”, I said shaking his hand. “You’re a fresher, right?”, he said still holding my hand and I just looked at him and asked for my hand back and I crossed the road and made my way to my residence.

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