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Don't F with Billy Ray Cyrus's Daughter

Posted on Feb 27 in separator Comments11 Comments

I pity the unlucky su-mu-mu-bitch that crosses Billy Ray Cyrus's brood! Especially his sweet, money-makin' daughter, Miley.

 

This little kid should have known better. With all the fancy technology, you'd think kids today would have a little more advanced set of survival skills. Or, at least, that they'd have Googled "How to not open the door for fuming celebrity dads and their killer vendetta".

 

All I know is, if your last name is Jonas, you'd better be looking over your shoulder approximately every 30 seconds. Because when Billy Ray strikes, it's quick and brutal. Ain't no amount of martial arts lessons that'll defend from this Southern Kung-Fu!

 

Believe it, you su-mu-mu-bitch!... And DUCK!


Comments (11)

On February 27, 2009 Registered CommenterLazers McBane said:

The real question is who would win in a fight:

Billy Ray Cyrus?

Or his Soul Patch?

On March 2, 2009 Unregistered Commenteracheybreakyheart said:

thump-thump

On March 2, 2009 Unregistered Commenterbilly ray's soul patch said:

you will lose

On March 11, 2009 Unregistered CommenterMe said:

I would not dare.

On March 12, 2009 Unregistered CommenterYOUR MOM SUCKS GOAT COCK said:

eat shit cyrus

On March 27, 2009 Unregistered Commenterfuckhead said:

U R a fuckhead 2

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