I read an article recently where Iggy Azalea stated that while people are happy to compliment her ass on the internet, in person it is much different. Well Iggy, that’s what we here on the internet call keyboard-courage… but I have no shame – I would gladly bow at your feet, kiss the ground you walk on, I’d even drag my balls through a mile of broken glass just to hear you fart through a walkie talkie.
Okay, maybe not that last one… but seriously, if there is a lack of people worshipping your booty, come to Toronto and I will change that.