Every time I look at Miley, I am overcome with a withering feeling of sympathy for her poor crotch area. It alway's looks like it's being relentlessly suffocated in vacuum packed denim or latex, and I can't help but feel she should just set it free. Is that so wrong?
That being said, I would still karate chop that security guard in the face to chill with Miley for the night. You know it would be a twerk-tastic, liquor lathered, girl-on-girl gridlocked party that would definitely be one to tell the grand kids about!
(Source: Hollywood Tuna)