Being an iNternets Celebrity has been downgraded to the bottom of the totem pole for all celebrities.
When a mutant cat can become the next rage in your stratosphere then you have to understand how fleeting and worthless being an iNternets Celebrity really is. You are only good as your last YouTube video. And if it isn’t too good you may not be allowed to partake of the gratis industry swill.
I still manage to get my ass in to some of these parties from time to time. I’m not exactly sure how though because 99.9% of regular folks hate fat, nerdy people (cues Marvelous Mo). Do you feel like watching me make an ass of myself to a pretty lady? Here’s your video. Remember that I stay winning because I stay losing.
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.
I was never comfortable with BARACK OBAAMA’s smoothness. This dude is too fucking cool. I think about my dad who wore a shirt and tie and every single day and he could still have a nigga moment where he cursed someone upside down until next Tuesday. OBAAMA never has any nigga moments. At least not anymore. I’m not comfortable with that.
HILLARY CLINTON deserved at least a ‘Ho Sit Down’. I wish it wasn’t just the blogs that gave it to her.
MICHELLE OBAMA is even smoother than BARACK OBAAMA. I can’t stand these people. They are too damn perfect. You are a fool if you don’t vote fort BARACK because he is Black, but after watching his wife spit her game you become a fool to the squared root power.
This Democratic campaign just became the juggernaut JOHN McCAIN and the G.O.P. were afraid of.
And MICHELLE’s wig was tee-ight! JANET JACKSON status.
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.
