CHRIS LIVE AKA SHAKER SAYS: Not that Soulja Boy has ever said OR done anything in his public life to even remotely give me the impression that he was somehow of above-average intelligence but, come the fuck on little nigga! Kat Stacks!? Is this chick's vaginal cavity lined with gold bullion? Do her silly-cone titties drip the sweetest ambrosia from her post-op cross-eyed nipples?
Y.O.U. know what? I don't even blame this obviously very lost and troubled young lady ... I blame all of the so-called "men" whom continually invite this bacteria into their houses, cars and hotel rooms and then conveniently fly into a fit of cowardly rage and put their hands on her when she does to them what she does to everybody else and temporarily ruins their lives. She is the "Montezuma's Curse" food poisoning of glorified groupie fucking. Nobody told Y.O.U. to eat that Quesadilla from that sketchy taco stand @ 4AM hombre. That's your b-a-d ... lol.
As a moderately elder statesman in this Hip Hop thing of ours, I, perhaps inevitably, too bear some of the blame. Although Livestyle has been online fighting the good fight against all forms of cultural mediocrity for the better part of 2 years now (NOTE: I knoooooooooow, right? Time flies when you're having fun and kicking ass ... lol) it is grievously apparent that somewhere along the line my generation abandoned the youth and left them to aimlessly go play in internet traffic.
I am sorry.
To help in the battle against juvenile "I-Wanna-Be-Down-Syndrome", I would like to officially announce the opening of the Livestyle Attention Whore Recovery Clinic. This out-patient facility is designed to ween our youth off of their addictions to Facebook, Twitter and all other forms of "Hey-look-@-me" social networking media.
With a special emphasis on self-esteem construction, survival and recovery we are dedicated to teaching these little twerps how to escape the clutches of dry-snitching and voluntary public humiliation in the hopes that they may again 1 fine day regain their GOD given individuality and their privacy. Please, tell a friend to tell a friend to contact us today!
Y.O.U. know what? I don't even blame this obviously very lost and troubled young lady ... I blame all of the so-called "men" whom continually invite this bacteria into their houses, cars and hotel rooms and then conveniently fly into a fit of cowardly rage and put their hands on her when she does to them what she does to everybody else and temporarily ruins their lives. She is the "Montezuma's Curse" food poisoning of glorified groupie fucking. Nobody told Y.O.U. to eat that Quesadilla from that sketchy taco stand @ 4AM hombre. That's your b-a-d ... lol.
As a moderately elder statesman in this Hip Hop thing of ours, I, perhaps inevitably, too bear some of the blame. Although Livestyle has been online fighting the good fight against all forms of cultural mediocrity for the better part of 2 years now (NOTE: I knoooooooooow, right? Time flies when you're having fun and kicking ass ... lol) it is grievously apparent that somewhere along the line my generation abandoned the youth and left them to aimlessly go play in internet traffic.
I am sorry.
To help in the battle against juvenile "I-Wanna-Be-Down-Syndrome", I would like to officially announce the opening of the Livestyle Attention Whore Recovery Clinic. This out-patient facility is designed to ween our youth off of their addictions to Facebook, Twitter and all other forms of "Hey-look-@-me" social networking media.
With a special emphasis on self-esteem construction, survival and recovery we are dedicated to teaching these little twerps how to escape the clutches of dry-snitching and voluntary public humiliation in the hopes that they may again 1 fine day regain their GOD given individuality and their privacy. Please, tell a friend to tell a friend to contact us today!
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this dude is BEYOND lame! "#STUPIDBOYSWAG"
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