Party and Bullsh*t

The beautiful people of New York City, Atlanta and Houston...


For the record, I'd just like to say that these people disgust me. This this week's post is comparably smaller to the others because the ignance pool from this group has really dried up lately and their lack of f***ery is making me look bad. Because I never come wack on an old school track, I'll show you what I've got, but I'm not gonna put up with this!

So put on your loudest weave, shine up your gold toofs and go out clubbing so your picture can be taken and I can talk about your asses!




No wonder everybody in the club thought they were frying fish in the back.


But I must say, she's much, much classier than her her predecessor:



She's gonna have to surgically detach her vagina from those shorts later.




I don't know what the hell this is, but I want to give her my spare aluminium cans for some reason.




They may look like bloated tangerines, but you can't tell them they ain't sessy.




You can't tell me she's not keeping a pan of cinnabuns warm in there.




She looks like she tows trees on her shoulders, but yeah, she can make it look sexy.




They should've stopped their mama from leaving the house in her freakum girdle.




I didn't know Magilla Gorilla had a lil sister.




Damn! Even Rihanna talks shit about her.




I don't mind that her tittays are scraping her navel.

She couldn't stop tickling her crabs to take this picture.