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May 3, 2016 | celebrity | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments
Cara Delevingne is one of those chicks racking up career accomplishments with the impossible to overestimate benefit of a massive social media following. If you’re producing a historical costume drama, you could do worse than her thirty million Instagram followers pushed to buy tickets.
Delevingne’s the go-to best friend of young model and celebrity chicks who realize their plan to not have sex with another human being isn’t viable. Like calling in The Pussy Cleaner. Delevingne arrives in a satin jacket with a bag full of jack rabbits and leaves eight hours later with the wet bed sheet souvenirs packed into her ironic knapsack. She’s not as good looking as a thousand other chicks who would show up for a casting call for ‘sex with alligator, could lead to bigger things’. Nobody seems to care about her Anthony Davis countenance. She may be the perfect digital age rich aristocratic lesbian weapon. A Bond with one in the stink and two in the pink. When you see her squatting over the urinal at Target, be sure to say hello. She already knows her dick is bigger than yours.
Photo Credit: Yves St. Laurent