By Matt August 04, 2015 @ 7:33 AM
Ice T just knocked up his wife whom he married to brag about her silicon ass to his friends. He’s 57. She’s a young 74. Ice has a few children from previously relationships. In fact he hit for the cycle and his grandson is in jail for shooting a dude with a stolen gun. It’s unclear if Ice jerked off into a cup or onto her hair. When the kid is 16 he’ll be Robocop. Don’t worry about the math. Luckily rappers have a long life span. Ice T has been on Law and Order SVU since 1999. That’s sixteen seasons, now you know how your grandmother spends her days. Those residuals keep coming in. The kid’s name is Chanel. Pepsi is considering tattooing its face just waiting for the check to clear. Why is your dad dead? Weekend at Bernies SVU. You just got Iced.
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By Lex April 30, 2015 @ 1:17 PM
Coco seems like a lot of fun. You just don’t want that matrimonial contract with both your names on it. One day you look outside and your wife is rolling onto her sisters body in a tantric sex pose, the next day she’s blowing a farm animal and your half-brother is pointing a gun at you telling you how you no longer fit into the equation. You bang crazy. You don’t marry crazy. I shouldn’t have to explain this to a rapper.
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By Lex April 17, 2015 @ 9:39 AM
I’m not sure if I’m supposed to be aroused by this flesh formation or bring it to New York in chains for an open air circus that wildly threatens public safety. I have to admire the sister on the bottom for her strength and steadiness. Also her willingness to contract crabs. This routine is one midget in a devil costume away from genius.
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By Matt March 16, 2015 @ 7:33 AM
If you are shaped like one of those things you squirt into a baby’s ear you’re in luck because Coco Austin is launching a lingerie company. In earlier times Coco would be rounded into a caravan to tour mill towns with the bearded woman and that goat with two heads. Times have changed. Not for better or worse. Just different. The company is called Cocolicious Lingerie and if you buy it for your girlfriend she’ll think you’re calling her fat because you are. It will premiere at the end of the month at a party held at the shadiest strip club near LAX if it isn’t shut down first. Remember to rock your grill. My money says the whole thing is an excuse to make a bunch of these twerking videos so she can show off her subcutaneous undulations. Mona Lisa wasn’t that hot. It’s all relative. To be followed up with a line of sexy designer seatbelt extensions.
By Lex March 13, 2015 @ 12:36 PM
Coco is selling her clothing line. These may or may not be the same intimate pieces they found in and around the location where Ice T’s son got cuffed for busting a nut in public. The wardrobe pieces are one size fits all and you can’t return them after trying on due to the tenuous nature of elastic and ass bacteria. These are the kinds of clothes one might wear if you were looking to be cast as the body double in a Red Shoes Diary episode or if you traded your used thongs to guys in prison to keep your brother safe. Somewhere Ahab’s trigger finger is itching.
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By Lex December 25, 2014 @ 10:12 AM
Think of all the women in this world who cut, savage, and deform their bodies just so some percentage of lonely bastards might enjoy a good wank. These ladies are the real Santa Clauses. Not the fat old man who delivers presents to children around the world minus Africa because he’s racist. Think about the girl who says I’ll take needles full of centrifuged fat in my ass cap just so some guy in Muncie can splooge into a sock and make his life a little less miserable. By forty, I’m doomed to being the neighborhood freak that schoolchildren run from in horror, but for now, imagine finishing your thankless deed on my titty munificence. That’s true Christmas spirit. The rest of the world just seems like takers.
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