It's official I'm changing the name to boobyblog. These dudes and their man boobs made me cringe. I mean come on it's bad enough the hooters girls do it! Were you really that jealous? First the breast implants, now the calendars. Man, grow some freakin integrity and get a shirt!
Hip hop has been on my shit list for a while. Yeah, I'm one of those busters who have a love/hate relationship w/ the culture etc. but on a rare occasion I peep a show that well makes me feel all good inside. Like Easter or sumthin. And this one was good shit? Why? cuz they don't take themselves too serious. Enjoy the footage and go see the next show good fronts not required but recommended.
Well kind of. So my little brother calls me up on a sunday afternoon after a hard day of practice w/ coach Snoop. Yes I'm talking about Snoop Doggy Dogg of the Dogg Pound. He coaches a pee wee football league in Southern Cali and apparently my brother, Reno, was not impressed. Reno described 'Coach Snoop' (to call him anything other than the former results is 10-20 slow push ups) as a scrawny dude who yells to much. My mom then goes on to explain how when the kids are talking to much he yells at them and tells them to shut up. She said it's pretty comical and even my Lil Bro can't help but think this whole thing is ridiculous.Ahhh from Pimp to poop...I still got luv for ya doggy
Next matter of business. I hate Beauty pageants, beauty queens, beauty contest etc. Not because they degrade women etc. there are many more social events that do a better job at degradation of women than pageants. I just honestly don't get them. What are they for? What do they mean? Ooooh look at her fancy dress and Vasalined teeth! wow she's smart? huh? Another thing that's weird is that there is a 'Miss' for just about every category just so folks won't feel like losers-Miss Negro... I mean Miss African American-Miss Puerto Rico, In PR and in the US-Miss Baby-Miss Teen-Miss America-Miss Universe...Now that the gov has admited that extraterrestrial life exists, we have Miss Galaxy.
Yeah, It was a month ago but I do things on my own clock. with that being said my fist matter of business is what I would like to refer to as a 'boob mashup.' Boobs are nice. They feed babies, fill out shirts and make for great handles at the appropriate times. But when they are racked up and forces out like this lady's to the left I can't help but wonder how low cleavage would go if it weren't for nipples?
So I was hanging out w/ Beenie Man, cuz, well, that's just how I roll and we had him fight his demons...you can't see them in the video footage because contrary to popular belief, demons can only be seen w/ the naked eye...duh!
So Dookyblog has become one of my children in the attics...Don't act like you weren't secretly obsessed w/ V.C. Andrews. I have oodles of excuses as to why I've been neglecting the turd. These are just a few of my favorites.
1. I was jumped by a midget cabie and he stole my camera.
2. I was trapped in Marshall Fields in Chicago and recently got released on probation.
3. I recently learned how to read, read Running With Scissors by Augusten Bourroughs and realized what a bad writer I am.
4. I'm working on becoming a millionaire...kind of, but if you'd like to speed the process along please send boxes of money to me.
5. My dog died (a few years ago), but I'm still grieving. I thought about getting a tat like DMX's but that tattoo sucks. RIP Coco, I'm pouring out some liquor...on my keyboard for you. Speaking of bad tatoos check this guys tat out...what happens if paisley comes back in style?
