Ice-T won’t cap your ass anymore for looking at his woman. He now mostly just charges your two-bucks and asks you to tell five friends about the deal. You might call this sad, I call it convenient. Now you can check out Coco’s big tubes from her Vegas birthday party without fear of it being the last sight you’ll ever see in this lifetime. Not that that would be so awful. But my final eyesight plan still remains for a majestic view over the Grand Canyon or a peekaboo of Kate Upton’s puckered butthole, or something truly awe-inspiring like that.
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