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 I received this email about some seriously rare patches:

I guess they're rare because nobody would know what the F they are. I mean, maybe Star Wars fans could see that's the Death Star (the superlaser focus lens is too small), and definitely Wu Tang fans could make out the big W shape, but why is it turned into a donut with sprinkles? I can't even read the pink/purple one. The whole thing looks like a dirty shower tile floor with a drain.

I'm just wondering what the thought process was to mix these three things together. Does RZA like donuts and Star Wars? Maybe. He's eclectic like that.

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I really have nothing to say about this cover. It's perfect, really.

I get it. It's a cover for Ant Clemons's "4Play", but those four plays in a row looks like you're supposed to really fast-forward through it.

Something something money something everywhere?

I do kind of respect how they just photoshopped some dude's face onto a Tecmo Bowl cartridge and called it a day.

It's hard to tell sometimes if the bitchez are all over you just because you're wearing 9 platinum chains or because it's you.

I hear you, Top Knot. I know the feeling.

Boring clip art looks like it belongs on the side of a fountain soda cup.

Oh dear.

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"I know we're conjoined, but do you mind?"

Finally a Rugrat won't put up with Angelica Pickles's shit.

Did someone just kill Mariah Carey?

Finally an album cover that offers an excuse of why the album is late.

Excedrin headaches are the worst.

Vanice would like to show you her Jagina.

These are probably the most sensual and provocative LinkedIn profile photos I've ever seen.

Creepy. Pass.

This one is excellent. Amazing what you can do with a 3D printer.

For his next album, The Weeknd will use prosthetics to transform into a young Barbara Streisand.

Holy shit. Look at that plane taking off vertically in the background. Why is no one impressed?

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Amerie is naked at the JC Penney Portrait Studio.

Hand puppets + marionette strings + Brady Bunch grid = Almost total confusion

Ew.

Ew. Again.

Maybe try digging the underwear out of your ass beforehand, eh?

I don't know either of these two gentlemen, but I imagine they wasted a million dollars in their effort.

WTH. Fine. As is.

Some mixtape covers are better left blank.

Is that shaving cream? Stuffing? Semen? Bubbles? Fuck it– pass.

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Oh, he's one of those blow-smoke-on-my-album-cover rappers. Yawn.

MAGIC MARKER RENDERED FART!

Who who who cares cares cares.

I wouldn't buy cocaine from these jokers- shit could be baking soda. Heck, I wouldn't buy baking soda from them, either- could be baking soda.

Eye-catching. Creepy. And just barely infringing on copyright. It's perfect.

OPEN ALL NIGHT. Parking in the rear, obv.

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"That's right, buddy. Be distracted by the camera while I castle and shift my defenses to the left."

Just in case you were wondering if the new generation were also obsessed with the movie "Scarface"– Yes.

Photobooth + Thermal Scope = Predator Brady Bunch!

Whoops. I think I wandered into the New Age music section by mistake.

Never mind the bored, sexualized baby dolls. What is up with that grunged out Parental Advisory label? Trying hard much?

"The flyer said yoga class starts at 2pm. And I got here at 1:55pm. So where the hell is everybody?"

The old arcade game Paperboy sure is harder than I remember.

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What it's like when I fart in the car.

Since CBS wasn't aloud to air NBA footage, they hired a courtroom artist to cover game highlights.

Can't a 60 ft. tall black man go shopping without being followed around?

Who knew Andy's room was located in Atlanta?

"Shit, we're going to need to put in a lot more quarters to beat this guy."

Nothing screams "loser" like putting your likeness on a lottery scratch off ticket.

No change. It's perfect.

She had a pretty good idea of why her job interview didn't go so well.

"I am... untalented."

The reason Google Street View blurs people's faces is because anyone could end up on a mixtape cover, like these two unfortunate souls.