I’ve loved tanlines since my first cheesy glamor model poster purchased at the mall record store in the 90s….It was a line up of hot asses in thongs, all rocking aggressive tan lines, I guess that even at a young age, I was more about the ass than the tits, even though society didn’t even tell us to pay attention to the asses, and dumpy and lame inverted asses made it to the top, thanks to their tits….

I didn’t think I had a tanline fetish, but I do now, and I blame this Tanline Thursday post where I stare at the tanlines and come up with clever things once, to repeat weekly, like that TANLINES ARE NATURES HIGHLIGHTER.

The reality is, I think the tanline makes me feel good because it’s from nature, a gift from the ever powerful sun that our life DEPENDS on….it’s a sign that these girls get off the computer for a minute, that they stop staring at themselves in the mirror like the narcissists they all are….and that they go out and get that vitamin D and messaging downloaded by the sun.

I pretend that these girls have legit sun tan lines, not chemical tan lines from staining their skin…that they think is healthier because they are convinced the sun causes cancer, when it’s all the shit you put on yourself and in yourself that causes the fucking cancer, you idiots…

It[‘s the internet and you can pretend anything you want, like that the vitamin D they actually need is your D…..

LOL….

Good one…

That’s totally what they need..

You fucking Loser.

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