oh so noooowwwwww you get that “official negro wake up call”.
its about damn time chris.
it took him to be in solitary confinement with the rest of the animals to get it together…
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so apparently,
dickland has traveled up the golden forest of the nba.
that’sright.
it seems the owner is pulling some top shelf wolves into his production.
the alleged first on his list?
nba baller wolf paul george…
Continue reading “Paul George Got Some Pipe Leakage? (Dickland)” →

no.
not the ll cool j classic album.
a real mother punching the living shit out her daughter.
why?
oh because she was caught having sex in her house…
Continue reading “Mama Said Knock You Out (Or She Gonna Do It Herself)” →

i don’t know he did it,
or how sore yeezus must be,
but sleezus is gracing the cover of vogue magazine.
anna what hadda happened?
i thought you hated her?
it was so bad today,
the snow bunnies at work were having a fit.
i can just imagine the timelines when this image leaked.
they even made a little video to celebrate the april 2014 cover…
Continue reading “Sore (Yeezus + Sleezus)” →

ever since i been on my high flying disk (insider),
i have noticed a dramatic change in my life…
Continue reading “…And I Didn’t Even Have To Pull My Dick Out Either!” →

there is a storm on the horizon.
can you smell it?
shit i can smell and feel it.
there is a scandal a brewing
(and not the hit show tonight at 10pm on abc).
so one of my blogger favs,
hoodsworld,
hit me up about the free passes to ( x dickland ) we all got.
it was like christmas on tumblr.
this is what he had to say…
Continue reading “Ruh Roh (The Storm)” →