“…and fake b*tches like beyonce and tyra banks need not apply”
–seen on a friend of a friend’s facebook profile last weekend, sandwiched somewhere between a “set it off” movie poster and an excessively airbrushed photo of benjamin bratt.
while we’ve already documented the peculiar feelings born from the idea 0f beyonce, the animus many hold towards tyra banks seems to be just as intense, and i’ve never really understood it.
although her tendency to store perished placental mammals on her head is a bit unnerving, she’s always struck me as altruistic, genuine, sincere, and blessed with such unbelievably spectacular boobage that i’ve actually individually named her breasts “genuine” and “sincere“…definitely not a person worthy of such miscellaneous hate.
thinking about tyra made me think of a few other things wrongly vilified by many in our community, and to further our commitment to crime fighting, i’ve decided to name three more.
although a sizable percentage of them have less soul than pro-wings, i can’t fault the colored conservatives too much because their mere existence is proof that we’re not a monolithic mass of single-minded men and women. sure, we all love fried chicken, warm weather, and justin slayer, but thats where our blanket similarities end.
i can’t automatically discredit and discount someone who shares my complexion but disagrees with my views about taxes, capital punishment, and the reasoning behind affirmative action as long as they asses voted for obama
broken windows movie download kim kardashian
being suffocated with news about the homeless woman’s kim kardashian for the last week has made me much more appreciative of the real thing. so what if she has a thing for athletic looking black men with earning potential? so does michelle obama. and your mom.
as long as she continues to make laughably lethargic sex tapes instead of murking them in their sleep, she’s cool with me.
tomorrow, somewhere between two and three thousand different people will probably read this entry. if the cdc’s stats are correct, twelve to sixteen hundred of them will have some form of herpes. although i’ll probably give their nasty asses their own seating section at the vsb bbq, i can’t continue to place the herp on the same mental mating monster list as the monster if half of the vsb-er’s have that sh*t. plus, with treatment and sh*t you can still ride horses, and who doesn’t love a nice horse?
along with paul mooney, ron artest, and my dad, diddy baron cohen makes the cut as the most entertaining black men in america, and the main reason why i can’t take him as seriously as many others seem to
is that i dont believe he takes himself seriously either.
the worlds a better place with diddy and diddy’s teeth in it.
i’m sure i’m missing a few. any additions?