And aren't we having a LITTLE bit of trouble keeping up with all the look-alike Niggas?
IF I'M BEING HONEST, some of my posts are taking on the personality of a racist old coot. Sorry, but in a time long, long ago, the teen idols had two things in common. They were wholesome and they were white.
And if they weren't that wholesome, they didn't parade the fact by cursing, pissing in public or hanging around with whorish tattooed fat-assed ethnic trash.
How about a little nostalgia for Fabian? Peter Noone? Donny Osmond? You name the jerk. You look at pieces of ostrich turd like Inzane Malcontent or dimwitted neck-tattooed chunks of tufted buffalo shit like Chris Brown, and you wonder about Darwin's theory.
What the FUCK is the media doing, burbling praise over two dumb ass-eyed delinquents for being "Raunchy" and trying to out-do each other in "explicit" lyrics? HEY FUCKING TWATS, IT'S NO BIG DEAL TO TALK DIRTY, YO? JUST REMEMBER YOU LOST CLASS AFTER YOU WERE BORN, AND POKING YOUR NOSE FROM THE SWAMPY, ANUS-LIKE VAGINA OF YO MAMA AS YOU TRIED TO BREATHE AIR THAT DIDN'T STINK LIKE A GRIMSBY FISH SHOP AT CLOSING TIME.
"Fuck You Back to Sleep," eh? You ARE boring me, little boys. I could curse both of you into dropping the fuck dead. You amateurs. Malik was born because mama was using a wad of naan as birth control and forgot that a German Shepherd is prone to gobble most anything before it starts fucking. Chris Brown mentions the name of is ex-girlfriend? So do half the people moaning about their herpes at Harlem Hospital.
Need I go on? No, because somebody might hand ME a rap contract, and I might have to spend my time in the company of snickering Snickers Bar-faced monkey morons like INZANE and TOO BROWN.
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