There are no dolphins. Just Kanye West, tweeting about Bill Cosby.
A recap on Kanye being the most Kanye he's ever been.
It deserves all the nominations. Every nomination ever.
Are you still looking for Christmas gifts? How about the chance for a $FREE.99 Monster Products prize pack?
Agatha provides advice for people and shit
I'm just sayin...
You don't like my couch? Well, fuck your couch, cuhz.
If guilty of any of these things, stop doing them. Or stop getting on the internet.
Please don't meet me in Temecula
When people told me to watch out for this notorious group of cyber-basics who might barnstorm my mentions, I LLOL’d - that’s laughed literally out loud
You thought du-rags and Seagram's gin was Black. Meet Southside Vic as he discusses business with CNN.
We (collectively) believe in Black Love. Or, want to believe, rather. But we (collectively) don't seem to like each other very much.
Over the weekend, The Fappening returned to our internet screens. Panama ponders the age old question, "what does it all mean?"
Paul George decided to share his thoughts on the Ray Rice situation. You know how this ends.
With my real friends being in various locations between Texas and Philadelphia, I’d had to get creative in my search for social consistency. Twitter was that consistency.