Excuse me, you have something on your mouth

Don’t you hate it when you have kulangot, muta, or a white piece of crap on your mouth and no one tells you that it’s there? Or even worse, after talking to a beautiful woman, or a priest, you go to the bathroom mirror and find out you had a lechon hoof in-between your teeth the whole time?

Well, I don’t hate it at all. It’s all about the inside that counts; beauty is only skin deep bla, bla, bla. So if you look past my ashy and pimply dark skin, you’ll find an ashy and pimply dark young man who feels and loves just like you. Now give me lotion quick!