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This little girl with the 4 5 head. Now, it ain’t really about her head size. I’m just confused. Was she going on a date with R.Kelly or something? Where is her parent (notice I said parent, because 2 people would not agree on this shenanigan). Suffer the little children…
Ok…now, on with the blog…
Aight…what is on my mind today? First of all…Superhead and Eddie Winslow. SMH. Click here to catch up. For those lazy people out there, the basis of it was that Eddie (lol at me using his tv character name)…(*sigh*, yes I know his name is Darius McCray…SMH). Anyways…Eddie tried to run Super over with a car. Now…what do you do when a boyfriend, fiancee, or husband tries to run you over with a car? Do you:
A. Call the cops
B. Call a relative
C. Call on Jesus
This heffa said forget all of them options…I’ma “text” (not call) PEREZ HILTON! In your time of danger, you text (which takes more work than calling) PEREZ? That’s like me calling Elton John during a bank robbery. What is he gonna do? Toss a fanny pack at him? Distract him with a glittery shirt? Help me out!
(*Lawd…I got a few more minutes…let me switch subjects*)
Ok…I want to end this post with a thought. Blog critics.
I’ve been visiting many blog sites like allhiphop, bossip, etc., and I noticed that some people (who don’t even have a blog site, let alone a common knowledge about blogging) love to talk about how weak, or wack a topic or a blogger is currently. Example: “Yo, Concrete Loop. Y’all slippin on the rumors today. The rumors were kinda weak.” C’mon…why even click on “add a comment,” type, hit sumbit, and sometimes refresh your page to see if anyone is gonna respond? You’ll save us all time if you just CLICK YO ARSE to another page. SMH. If you get a burger from McDonalds, leave, get to your destination, eat your burger, then find out that you don’t like your burger, do you seriously drive back to McDonalds to tell them that your burger sucks? No, but like millions of McDonalds customers, you somehow find your hatin arse back in the drive thru line, ordering another burger. And with that said…I’m about to go over on my break and get me a Big Mac.
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Tell em’ why you’re mad son!! LOL WELCOME BACK!
*clears throat*
“That’s like me calling Elton John during a bank robbery. What is he gonna do? Toss a fanny pack at him? Distract him with a glittery shirt? ” *rocking back and forth in tears* LMAO
Super Bustdown needs to STFU! I am so over here and ran in, over and thru body. It’s going to take more than a ass whipping to make me spend my hard earned money on an over exaggerated book where a HOE talks about GETTING RAN like she’s making love. NOT.ON.DUTY.
And I am sending Eddie over to that little girls parent house to run their nignant tails over for sending her outside looking like a Project Barbie Doll. I bet you they thought she was doing it.
As far as these petty ass commentors, they can take a hike. People will always try to find negativity in anything.
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First off – Whoooooooooooo hoooooooooooooooooo!! You must have been reading my empty gossip mind and channeled Sweet Minty to bring back all the humor I’ve been missing! Thank you thank you thank you! Now… on to that pitiful picture of that sweet baby currupted… *smmfh* Someone out there designed, sewed, and put this precious baby in this getup and made her ready for her date with MJ. Just a crime shame and I’m mad at her parent, grandparents, cousins and aunties for this one!!
Next is Superdead – she’s dumber than a piece of broccoli for that ish!
Next.. bloggers – and I agree with you 1 million Maury percent on that one bro! Well said!!