Amber Rose’s new set of life-like wigs is something that ought pop up on the Impossible Missions Force radar. She can go anywhere, be anybody, and almost blend in if it weren’t for that pancake syrup engorged ass and Manilla street urchin tattoos. In sheer pants, even the most mediocre of binoculars can spot the demon bumps around her crotch area from long hours of working fives into her gunny sack. But that mutt face in those wigs means she can certainly pass any vetting process set up government agencies.
Amber Rose’s media legitimacy is fairly difficult to comprehend. She has two accomplishments of note on her record and they both involve sitting on somebody’s dick. Her mystique is owning up to being a slut and former teen stripper and deforming her body with grotesque implants, all of which most sane people agree is slightly less impressive than fucking Wiz Khalifa at least. She got a baby out of that union. Where that baby is now is anybody’s guess. But if you’re guess is wearing a floppy brunette toddler wig collecting bottle caps at a Guatemalan Fanta concession stand, you’re getting warmer.
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