I guess Mel B doesn’t realize that all we want to see of her is her tits pushed the fuck up to her chin, but not too close to her chin, so that we can focus on them without having to see her roughneck face, but instead of giving up what we want, what we really really want, she got into a fuckin’ colorful track suit, like she’s getting in touch with her Nigerian roots and dressing like she’s at some African party about to go train for a marathon by running 40 miles to school everyday, while getting chased by a motherfuckin’ cheetah or some shit and the whole thing is a disaster….
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Mel B in Some Colorful Track Suit of the Day
