Once again, the beautiful people of the urban nightlife scene.
A little too natural, Florida Evans.
That thigh looks like a failed loaf of bread.
Po chile can't even give it away.
Looking like a menopausal fisherman.
She dates her students.
She and Brandy came here on the same ship.
There's enough underarm to make an extra tittay.
Why do her tittays start at her clavicle?
What can you say about her Fozzie from the Muppet Babies headed looking ass? Wocka Wocka!
That nap-weave hybrid ain't doing you no favors.
"The zipper broke? Fuck it. I got me some "V" backs."
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Party and Bullsh*t
That's Not Right...Or Is It?: Party and Bullsh*t Edition
While I was PNBing for you fine folks, I came across this photo and was struck with a delimma.
The one rule used on all Party and Bullsh*t posts is that we don't make jokes about things people can't change.
BUT
The lacefront wig was broughten, the eyebrows were drawn, so...
Don't you think the potholes should have been filled?
Yes, this pic certainly falls under fuckery, does its inclusion on Party and Bullsh*t follow the MS' strict decency rules?
Party and Bullsh*t
Ladies and Gentlemen, the beautiful people of New York City, Atlanta and Houston.
Gurl you betta use all that Wet~N~Wild 99 cent liner before it goes out of style.
"Fuck that! Imma take these draws and make me a outfit."
This chile made the Its Fashions! sales team earn all that commission.
When you gotta show your ass 'cause it neva ain't gonna be your face.
Ditto for your Rose and Mary Jenkins looking asses too.
It's My Little Poneshia™.
Looking like a thugged out Overton Wakefield Jones.
I think you got your going out heels mixed up with your after school play heels.
The church freak forgot to change out of her saved costume.
(Seriously, this chick is wearing a doily beret at a Wacka Flocka Flame concert.)
If you're brave enough to display the floppy ass cheeks...
Don't be shy about your stomachs roll.
You ain't had no choice but to wear a mohawk, huh?
I don't care if you think they look good, but nobody wants to see your narcoleptic tittays.
No More Punkazz Excuses
'Cept for this one time...
Neesh, Twizzy and Co., I tried to have one done, but the fuckery was lacking. Monday, I got you!
Party and Bullsh*t
The beautiful people from urban nightlife.
(They really have been behaving out there, unfortunately.)
All I see is the ass-end of a hot dog. Either put a bun on it or cover it up.
I want to thank the photographer for not zooming out any further...
...but the dude who took this can kiss my ass.
Weezy stepping out, ain't she?
This is what a cry for help looks like...
Let's hope she's at least self-employed.
When she took that top off, her back looked like Toby's after he got caught.
She requested Epsom salt on rim of her margarita.
Don't comb your hair with a brick, kids.
The Michelin Ma'am spices up her image.
If Sunday does not turn out right, you're getting advance notice of whose ass I'm kicking first...
This is so f****** cute.
Party and Bullsh*t
Ladies and Gents, the beautiful people representing urban nightlife.
Amber Rose's cousin Bronze Ragweed.
This middle aged Bratz model needs some career options.
Does need to shit out a STOP sign?
She needs to ask dude to pinch that bra so that back tittays can breave.
Looking like an Old ass pre-teen...
With her ass eating those old onesie shorts.
Thunkles looks like a rejected Pepto Bismol bottle.
LaCuchara'cha and MC Menopause do a pose before they hit the stage.
And the bra is for...? Those tittays got in a fight with gravity and go their asses kicked.
She needs a Craftsman™ laser leveler to correct this shit.
Those things look like victims of domestic violence.
Party and Bullsh*t
**Firstly, blame Blogger for this word-short PNB. Secondly, this shit speaks for itself.
Ladies and gentlemen, the beautiful people from across urban America.
Don't they work for Geico?
Could a dude get it wearing those stone washed ball crunchers?
How about a dude with his tittays out?
Deep v-necks. Really?
