Wednesday, October 30, 2013

This Week In Hip Hop Awfulness



Chrishan couldn't located the thermostat to his new mansion, so he just burned the foyer rug for warmth.


Vanilla Ice once asked "Will it ever stop?" And Giggs takes it further by asking "when?" The "it" he's referring to, of course, is the blatant disregard for private property that some ne'er-do-wells tend to have. No respect for the homeowner!


Jhené was pretty bummed when the fabulous "party boat" her boyfriend bragged about having turned out to be a 17th Century tea freighter.


I'm not sure if Loaded Lux is talking to me to get this work or is urging Shaq to. Or is Shaq addressing Loaded Lux? And why are they using Ferrari and Stomp typefaces? Is anybody in charge here?


Lungz needs to clean up his computer desktop.


Here's a design hint: If you're depicting someone jumping in the air, don't put a drop shadow behind them. Otherwise it looks like they just tripped like an idiot and are splayed out on some poster board.


Nobody dressed up for the photo. They also refused so sit closer to one another. Only one of them even bothered looking at the camera. But Grandma loves you all so much that she's going to frame this lovely photo anyway, y' hear?


I can't tell if this guy is majorly high or has some Asian blood in him. Yeah, I'm racist.


Using sale items from Halloween Headquarters to threaten women into twerking sounds like a bizarre, awful plan for the night. But it just might work.


Great Jesus.


Young Dolph's E.T. heartlight was too big to hold all the love in the world, so he unleashed it near the Tappan Zee Bridge, away from the prying eyes of the haters.


LOOK OUT JESUS! HE'S GOING TO EAT YOU! I KNOW YOU'RE OFFERING YOURSELF TO BE EATEN AND ALL, BUT WE ARE LITERALLY TALKING ABOUT A GIANT RAPPER ABOUT TO DEVOUR YOU FROM BEHIND!


Clive Owen fucking hates to wait in line at Caribou Coffee.


If you're an astronaut, I don't think you'd need shades. How much cooler can you be if you're already wearing a friggin' spacesuit? If anything, the Ray Bans cheapens the whole look. Sandra Bullock didn't wear shades.


Okay, Sasha, I'll give you that- that is nutty. All of it. But it's sad that two different types of grey alien can't find some common ground and build a functional rapping android.


Meanwhile, DJ Khaled could really use an Excedrin.

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