Showing posts with label what just happened here. Show all posts
Showing posts with label what just happened here. Show all posts
Monday, November 2, 2009
tried and tried and tried to tell ya.
this is a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader. in black face. and body. i don't even have to do any research to asSURE you, she didn't mean it in an offensive way, is mortified that anyone would be offended, and sincerely apologizes to all those hypersensitive enough to catch a chip offended by her innocent actions.
Monday, July 20, 2009
no.

you should never never never never never NEVA let someone who's make-up looks like that be your make-up artist.
that's monica, that's christian, those are blue contacts, and i'll be damned.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Good Idea [bad ideas]
most youngsters like to do things that push the envelope with society and especially with their parents. i for one didn't stop pushing until i'd gotten my nose pierced. but that was two tattoos and 4 piercings later.
when i got my navel pierced, i remember asking the heavily tattooed and studded piercer "is this going to hurt?" and she lied through her lip ring and said "no, not at all."
in hindsight....and hindsight came 2 seconds after she stuck me with the needle....i realized that you cannot take the advice from someone who clearly has an entirely different pain threshold than you do.
which brings me to this little chickadee right here.

behold Kimberley Vlaeminck, an 18 year-old Belgian teen who went to a parlor with the intention of getting three wittle bitty stars on her face.
actually, what had happened was...
"I wanted him to tattoo on just three little points but he suggested three stars, saying it would look prettier. When he started the tattooing I didn't want to feel the pain and so I went to sleep. I had got up at five in the morning."
and what to her wondering eyes did appear?
56 black stars.
now i must admit, she had me when she said she fell asleep and slept through the entire process. that's as mystical and unbelievable as when women say they had painless labor. and by that i mean, "that heffa is lying." can someone please let her know there's a difference between"falling asleep" and "passing out?"
what makes this even more unbelievable is the fact that she chose to close her eyes on this guy right here:

yes, THIS is the tattooist. a perfect study in moderation, am i right?
and he says the girl never "fell asleep" and knew exactly how many stars he'd put on her head and face.
well, of course she did.
but that doesn't change the fact that no one should go to this guy for tattoos or piercings if they're hoping for a cute little sketch of tinkerbell on their ankle, let alone 3 little points, whatever the hell that even means.
i think the lawsuit should be dismissed solely on the fact that the thing she needs the most [COMMON SENSE] is not something she can be awarded in court.
next.
when i got my navel pierced, i remember asking the heavily tattooed and studded piercer "is this going to hurt?" and she lied through her lip ring and said "no, not at all."
in hindsight....and hindsight came 2 seconds after she stuck me with the needle....i realized that you cannot take the advice from someone who clearly has an entirely different pain threshold than you do.
which brings me to this little chickadee right here.

behold Kimberley Vlaeminck, an 18 year-old Belgian teen who went to a parlor with the intention of getting three wittle bitty stars on her face.
actually, what had happened was...
"I wanted him to tattoo on just three little points but he suggested three stars, saying it would look prettier. When he started the tattooing I didn't want to feel the pain and so I went to sleep. I had got up at five in the morning."
and what to her wondering eyes did appear?
56 black stars.
now i must admit, she had me when she said she fell asleep and slept through the entire process. that's as mystical and unbelievable as when women say they had painless labor. and by that i mean, "that heffa is lying." can someone please let her know there's a difference between"falling asleep" and "passing out?"
what makes this even more unbelievable is the fact that she chose to close her eyes on this guy right here:

yes, THIS is the tattooist. a perfect study in moderation, am i right?
and he says the girl never "fell asleep" and knew exactly how many stars he'd put on her head and face.
well, of course she did.
but that doesn't change the fact that no one should go to this guy for tattoos or piercings if they're hoping for a cute little sketch of tinkerbell on their ankle, let alone 3 little points, whatever the hell that even means.
i think the lawsuit should be dismissed solely on the fact that the thing she needs the most [COMMON SENSE] is not something she can be awarded in court.
next.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Look Everyone, It's a Witch!!!

and don't act like you've never heard of the charms of the youngest old man in the nursing home...he got all the nursing aides' digits and always gets extra dessert on his dinner tray!
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Facebook Searches are FUN!
for the past few months, i've been looking online for a long lost friend to see if he's caved to the pressure and created a facebook account. so far, no such luck.
however, every time i search i am greeted with this image, which never ceases to crack me up!
if anyone happens to know the arizona brian french, could you tell him to consider changing his profile pic? because i'm pretty sure charlie brown can't change his outfit.
however, every time i search i am greeted with this image, which never ceases to crack me up!

if anyone happens to know the arizona brian french, could you tell him to consider changing his profile pic? because i'm pretty sure charlie brown can't change his outfit.
Labels:
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what just happened here,
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Friday, February 27, 2009
But it's the GOOD Type of Cholesterol, right??

Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Now You Done Made Me Mad!
octomom, she of the "no income, except for the non-welfare welfare she receives, but who totally plans on temporarily supporting her kids via student loans because everyone knows a woman with 14 kids has SCADS of time to get a degree" fame has now taken her crazyshow to the next level:
behold: Octomom Pimpin.
the sight of those kids struggling to survive while she shills for cash is what really makes me want to get her ass kicked. can someone PLEASE give chris brown her number and address?
behold: Octomom Pimpin.
the sight of those kids struggling to survive while she shills for cash is what really makes me want to get her ass kicked. can someone PLEASE give chris brown her number and address?
Monday, February 9, 2009
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Stay Tuned for a Surprise Paternity Test for his Girlfriend From Middle School!!!
the other day i overheard a conversation about the controversial art installations The Assassination of Barack Obama and The Assassination of Hillary Clinton by artist Yazmany Arboleda. the conversation centered around the outrage that someone would create what was supposed to be a work of art around racist and sexist images and words, using images of Obama and his children. particular outrage was expressed at his usage of that rhesus monkey don imus' words "nappy-headed hoes" with a photo of Malia and Sasha.
when the controversy first ignited, i went to the websites and looked at the installations. what struck me about them was the fact that the artist did not create these words; he used words which have already appeared in various forms of media and juxtaposed them with photos of the Obamas and Clintons. the outrage felt by the photos of Malia and Sasha should match the outrage we should all have felt when imus referred to the Rutgers girls in that way: they are someone's daughters too. and when that attack came out of nowhere against them, i'm sure they felt vulnerable, frightened, disoriented, and hated. as one must feel in the midst of an assassination attempt.
in my opinion, the point of the works is to show us that these words, actions, and commodification have the intent of stealing something from their targets; diminishing them, making them less, in a cowardly attack which seems to come out of nowhere.
since President Obama took office, i have been wrestling with how his image and that of the first family has been treated by the media. i've grown tired of the dancing Obama skits, of impersonators dancing to "single ladies" on ET, stories about how he's dressed, backhanded comments regarding his middle name...but CNN this morning took it to a whole other level:
the front page of cnn.com reported...because this is very important news....
Obama's Half-Brother Arrested on Charge of Marijuana Possession
now, knowing what we know about President Obama and his kenyan family, why exactly is this news? cnn themselves report:
"In his memoir, 'Dreams from My Father,' Barack Obama describes meeting George as a 'painful affair.' Barack Obama's trip to Kenya meant meeting family he had never known.
it's why we get followed around in stores, pulled over by police more often, looked upon with suspicion on the streets, accused of assault because we had the poor form to defend ourselves and demand respect.
it makes me pretty angry to see this happening to this President and the subjective media not even having the self-awareness to avoid it. but i think it answers the question posed a few weeks back by the same news organization: is the election of Barack Obama the realization of Dr. King's dream?
nope. not even close.
when the controversy first ignited, i went to the websites and looked at the installations. what struck me about them was the fact that the artist did not create these words; he used words which have already appeared in various forms of media and juxtaposed them with photos of the Obamas and Clintons. the outrage felt by the photos of Malia and Sasha should match the outrage we should all have felt when imus referred to the Rutgers girls in that way: they are someone's daughters too. and when that attack came out of nowhere against them, i'm sure they felt vulnerable, frightened, disoriented, and hated. as one must feel in the midst of an assassination attempt.
in my opinion, the point of the works is to show us that these words, actions, and commodification have the intent of stealing something from their targets; diminishing them, making them less, in a cowardly attack which seems to come out of nowhere.
since President Obama took office, i have been wrestling with how his image and that of the first family has been treated by the media. i've grown tired of the dancing Obama skits, of impersonators dancing to "single ladies" on ET, stories about how he's dressed, backhanded comments regarding his middle name...but CNN this morning took it to a whole other level:
the front page of cnn.com reported...because this is very important news....
Obama's Half-Brother Arrested on Charge of Marijuana Possession
now, knowing what we know about President Obama and his kenyan family, why exactly is this news? cnn themselves report:
"In his memoir, 'Dreams from My Father,' Barack Obama describes meeting George as a 'painful affair.' Barack Obama's trip to Kenya meant meeting family he had never known.
"The two men share the same Kenyan father. In the memoir, Barack Obama struggles to reconcile with his father after he left him and his mother when he was just a child.
"Barack Obama Sr. died in a car accident when George was just 6 months old. Like his half brother, George hardly knew his father.
"George was his father's last child and had not been aware of his famous half brother until he rose to prominence in the Democratic primaries last year."
i believe the same possessiveness and protectiveness which the people discussing the art installations felt is the same which i feel right now. understanding what it's like being black in america makes you aware of certain realities. one of those realities is that in the minds of many, you are already indicted: from that point on, it's just a matter of finding the corroborating evidence of guilt.it's why we get followed around in stores, pulled over by police more often, looked upon with suspicion on the streets, accused of assault because we had the poor form to defend ourselves and demand respect.
it makes me pretty angry to see this happening to this President and the subjective media not even having the self-awareness to avoid it. but i think it answers the question posed a few weeks back by the same news organization: is the election of Barack Obama the realization of Dr. King's dream?
nope. not even close.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
AND i'm psychic.
some hardworking maintenance men have been in my office all day with tiles out of the ceilling, working on pipes, draining nasty looking water into a bucket at the front of my desk.
i said to myself this morning, "self?"
i sez "self...wouldn't it be just your luck for that nasty water to somehow get all over your carpet...coming dangerously close to your clandestine heater....and getting on your shoes....? wouldn't that just be your luck, self?"
well guess what the fuck just happened!
can you get mesothelioma from dirty ass water? because i'm thinking i'm going to be breathing this for quite a while since NO ONE is going to bother to clean my carpet!
*sigh*
i said to myself this morning, "self?"
i sez "self...wouldn't it be just your luck for that nasty water to somehow get all over your carpet...coming dangerously close to your clandestine heater....and getting on your shoes....? wouldn't that just be your luck, self?"
well guess what the fuck just happened!
can you get mesothelioma from dirty ass water? because i'm thinking i'm going to be breathing this for quite a while since NO ONE is going to bother to clean my carpet!
*sigh*
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