At Least CoCo Will Never Drown....
Yesterday in Miami, the ravishing lady T-Rex that is CoCo somehow found a way to put on a teeny tiny red bikini with the help of a dragline excavator, two priests, a lezzie in a sumo wrestler suit, four tubs of grease from Jermaine Jackson's face, Tim Peeler's rough talk, and a dozen rage-filled Twitards who didn't get to touch RPattz at the premiere. IN THIS ECONOMY, CoCo has no choice but to wear the same two piece she used to wear when she was a fetus.
CoCo wore it to frolic along the beach with her equally chichilicious husband Ice-T. If you ever see CoCo in the ocean, that is the time to jump in and go swimming without fear because no shark is going go to go near her hongray hongray camel toe. There will never be a Mega Shark vs. CoCo's Camel Toe Syfy movie, because it will be about ten seconds long. CoCo's camel toe is never the one.
P.S. - Do you think she puts a pacifier in her coochie to give it something to suckle on so it won't eat her bikini bottoms completely?