By Lex May 16, 2014 @ 2:49 PM
I had to stop paying attention to Donald Sterling after hearing about V. Stiviano and his crinkled peen. It’s like walking in on your parents having sex, if your dad is 80 and your mom is a young Mexican hooker wearing a dental hygienists visor. But Rihanna isn’t aborting her civil rights vigilance. Sometimes, it’s easy to forget the role celebrities play in advancing important social causes through both re-Tweets and attending George Clooney birthday parties. Rihanna is a proud black woman and if Donald Sterling doesn’t want black people at his games, I mean, he didn’t say that, but let’s assume he did, then how about Rihanna without a bra showing off her tits courtside. Eat that crow on a Magic Johnson The AIDS contaminated plate, Donald. Rihanna’s tits are the Rosa Parks of tits. That doesn’t make sense. Neither does racism.
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By Lex May 09, 2014 @ 2:26 PM
If there’s one thing Mark Zuckerberg can’t abide it’s nipples. Big old ripe areola on the ends of female breasts. It drives him into an Aspy billionaire panic. He so much as a sees a nipple, and he starts batch emailing the private records of hundreds of millions of his users to the NSA with a short note, ‘Internment camps? I won’t tell’. You can get away with a lot of vicious scummy self-destructive behavior on Facebook and Instagram, but you show a nipple and you are gone. Instagram warned Rihanna to cut back on the titty flashing pics, she posted more, and they put her account on hold. Then, they remembered she was Rihanna and restored it and pretended like nothing happened:
Yesterday, we briefly disabled the account by mistake and restored it quickly. I can confirm that we have not deleted the account subsequently,” Alison Schumer of Instagram’s public relations team.
Well, Alison, we all have to pay the rent so I can’t fault you for being the shill they made lie. Remember, when you meet Zuckerberg at the annual employee’s picnic, soft handshakes bad. Also, wear a padded bra.
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By Lex May 06, 2014 @ 12:35 PM
People who focus on Rihanna’s shitty music and taste in boyfriends ought to consider focusing on her ass a bit more. I find it’s a great technique for discovering the positive in people. Rihanna changed out of her semi low cut dress at the Met Gala to one that flashed half her bare crack for the after-party so she could be the most popular girl at the really fucking expensive prom. Shit like that is so obvious, yet always works. I bet tons of people told her how amazing she looked. I would’ve dropped a couple coins down her slot, climbed on board, and waited for her to start bouncing. That’s why I never get invited to these kinds of parties.
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By Lex May 02, 2014 @ 5:58 PM
iHeart Radio inaugurated its first ever music awards and they went straight for the young teen girl popularity jugular. They didn’t even pretend like the Grammy’s still do or the American Music Awards or even the MTV whatever the fuck they do in between pregnant teen girls beating each other reality shows. Rihanna was awarded the best artist of the totes magotes. Then they actually gave an award to her official online fan group, the Rihanna Navy. It’s like the Mexican Navy, but with trendy tops and print skirts instead of just gonorrhea. Ariana Grande was given an award for being a young influencer. What she influences was not really spelled out, but I’m going to assume they meant underaged girls getting half naked in selfies. The pedophiles seemed pleased and applauded with one hand. Miley Cyrus won an award for best lyrics for Wrecking Ball, despite nobody pointing out that she didn’t write the song. Teen hearthrob Austin Mahone won the Instagram Award, which is the fake award you give to the dumb hot chick you’re trying to bone in your office. The award show made a big deal out of EDM since that is the genre young girls searching for even crappier music than Miley and Rihanna have turned to while waiting for boys to start having sex with them and making them listen to rock. According to all the public relations newsflashes I received, the evening was a great success. Though it would’ve been much better if Chris Brown had escaped his jail cell six blocks down and come over looking for his woman. Angry Chris Brown versus Rihanna Navy would’ve been epic.
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By Lex April 29, 2014 @ 1:28 PM
When Al Gore saved the world by inventing the Internet, he probably didn’t even realize it would someday mean the entire human population could stare at Rihanna’s pierced tits all simultaneous and geo-synchronized. That was the quiet genius of Al Gore. Rihanna has her own bit of quiet genius. She is raising the bar for girls to show off their tits to be popular. This used to be a thing, then somebody told all the girls they should put their clothes back on and study math and science and become doctors and lawyers and gypsy fortune tellers. Suddenly, you have professional schools overrun with girls, but nobody flashing their tits outside moving car windows anymore. That’s no kind of trade-off. Thanks to Instagram and absentee parents and pop stars like Rihanna, the pendulum seems to be swinging back in favor of girls receiving attention and accolade for their titties. It might seem callous, but ask yourself this, does the world really need more lawyers?
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By Lex April 28, 2014 @ 4:51 PM
Black girls without bras hanging out by the hallowed NBA court. Donald Sterling is going to shit fit. It’s okay to listen to Rihanna’s music, or fuck her, I mean, bleep her, but she can’t be coming to the games and sitting where everybody can see her. She might distract from the short white guys on the court tossing balls into the peach baskets.
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