Showing posts with label jim lee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jim lee. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 30, 2019
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
Thursday, February 12, 2015
This Week In Hip Hop Awfulness
Gangsta checklist: baggy pants, check. Belly tat, check. Gat, check. Tight dreads, check. Sideways hat, check. Large coffee from Auntie Anne's with two sugars and one cream, check.
I swear I first read this as "FART LIFE" and liked that way better.
Geraldine found a new use for one of those black headlight "bras" people used to put on the front of their Camaros.
Amazingly, a photographer's assistant didn't try to be a wiseass and throw a ping pong ball between their heads for a quick game of Plinko.
Finally, hip hop emcees act like gentlemen and give the bitches front and center stage. You've come such a long way, bitches!
Labels:
cement pond,
D'Artagnan,
gungans,
hip hop junkies,
jim lee,
plausible deniability,
ribaldry
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