Here’s some of that YouTube nonsense to tide you over whilst I create some drops for tomorrow,
At 1:28 homegirl shows out.
Sistas, step your booty pop game up.
White has been coming out with the Black girl seat for a minute, but up until this point they could never twerk it for real. This video is a watershed moment in racial understanding. Like BARACK OBAAMA at the D.N.C.
You know shit is a slow day if all I feel like talking about are ‘Ye’ Tudda’s tittays. [ll].
KanYe looks like somebody’s dad at the cookout right before little Jamaal caught them spankings for spilling his Kool-Aid on the blanket.
I feel like talking about BARACK OBAAMA – JOE BIDEN ticket. Shit looks like a winner. You have to love the fact that OBAAMA fucked with the cat that stepped out early and told everybody how well-spoken BARACK was. BIDEN’s prescience was rewarded.
I need to turn my cable television back on. I haven’t watched television since like April. I’ve seen some programs, but I haven’t been able to really go in on anything that people are effing with. My dream is to eff TV in the ‘A’ with the internets, but until then I need to know what the fuck is going on.
Fuck it. I guess I don’t need to turn my cable service back on.
Shout out to Rock The Dub and the Underwriters for trying to get me a copy of the L.A.X. album for journalistic review. Some funky shit has been going on where my computer isn’t DL’ing the .rar files properly. I don’t know how this shit works, but if you have a copy of that L.A.X. joint and you want me to review that shit “journalistically” shoot it to me.
I got a bunch of obama’s scheduled for this week. I should leave them damn things alone since all I am doing is getting fatter and killing my liver, but it’s hard for me to say no to premium liquor. Especially when I usually leave these joints with a bottle.
Shout to JASON from Trend Settaz Marketing, I can’t forget my peoples RONI and RYAN. They turn Tuesdays into Fridays on the regulack. CHAD MILLER is definitely in the building. CARL from XXL be in the streets too. And my nig KEV CLARK is a beast. All you need to know is one of these dudes and your life is straighter than six o’clock. I know all of them. So I haven’t paid to get shitfaced in a long time.
Yeah, but for real though enough bullshitting. Where is my homegirl TIFFANY at? I hear you mama. It’s time for some real life true stories here at DP Dot Com. You can go anywhere on the web to see KanYe’s tittays.
The Yankees playoff hopes and this dude are both beyond repair.
Just when I think that some Black dude has found the greatest WTF?!? moment along comes a Puerto Rican to snatch away his ghetto glory. The dude above had a final wish to be memorialized standing upright.
I can’t really hate on a player either since he is styling on fools with his Yankee fitted cap and his Jesus piece.
This time they make a stop on the planet of Brooooooklyn!
Kaiju Big Battel is my shit. Think of professional wrestling combined with life-size actions figures sprinkled with crack cocaine. The best part is that Kaiju Big Battel won’t cause you to walk down the street at 3am while trying to sell a television strapped to your back.
All your favorite Kaiju characters, like super grand champion Call-Me-Kevin, will be mixing it up, and speaking of mixing… Black Moon’s Evil Dee is on the set.
Get more info here so you can be there and not be so lame.