Butts like this are the reason that Sisqo sounds like he is having a minor stroke whilst dribbling out 'The Thong Song'. That gently curved pair of honeydew haunches should be placed under 'perfection' in the dictionary immediately.
Queen B's throne must be the happiest piece of furniture in existence with that peachy posterior perched on its velvet cushion day in, day out. I know that envy is a sin but something deep within me is itching to hack that smug seat into splinters with an axe. I mean, if I am going to hell for lust already, might as well add another one to the list.
Does anybody else covet Beyonce's beauteous badonkadonk?
(Source: Drunken Stepfather)