I wear panties, well "underwear". Same thing right? That's what I thought, but apparently it's not. I mean do guys really expect you to be wearing the baddest draws in the universe before they go in for the kill? I haven't had any problems thus far, but that of course is as a result of my bomb ass genes and hairstylist lol/jk, but really why must I adorn my ass with scratchy lace when either, A, someone else is going to take them off for me, B, I'm going to take them off to pee or do the number 2 (yes i do it too lol), or C, I'm going to cover them up with a hella good outfit? My pantie experience has haunted me since high school when a number of my high school chums (all guys with tattoos and dreds) opened my underwear drawer and hysterically laughed at all of my horrible, yet comfortable, white children's underwear! But I still haven't changed drastically, maybe a few boyshorts here, a little bit of aerie there, and some vickie PINK on occasion, but none have really gotten me out of my pantie-rut. So I have decided to let you into my underwear-no-excuse me my PANTIE drawer, while i revamp my downtown disaster zone (that sounds like a venarial disease nickname or something.)
I don't even own a thong!
right...i know
problem one: i call panties, draws or underwear...apparently my "view" of the pantie is too casual and I must change it in order to take the pantie seriously...because this is more serious than Darfur people...so from now on they are PANTIES ("Simple Psychology Watson!")
problem two: i stereotype the pantie...the lace really isn't itchy, i tried it on, i just ASSUMED and made an ass out of you and me, right? I must also realize that there is a specific type of under...excuse me PANTIE for every lovely pink cupcake filled lady!
problem three: this is probably the biggest problem of them all...I don't wear a bra, i know i know, I should know better, but I either free-breast (girl version of free-ball lol) or wear camisoles, they are so friggin comfortable, you know? OK well maybe you don't, but I hate bras because they are the most uncomfortable things EVER, but the rule says they have to match your panties so I guess I have to change that...but i'm sure I can find a loophole somewhere...hmmmmmm (pictured left, the bra i want
the first step is admitting you have a problem, the second is addressing it in your online blogger account. stay tuned for pantie updates. yay?
Friday, June 13, 2008
The Battle of the Bra
Posted by kimmie e at 11:26 AM 1 comments
Labels: battle of the bra
tha carter III: queenie will slap a bitch for weezy f
So I still think that lil' wayne is on the best kind of crack out there, HOWEVER, he still has what it takes to produce a good album (mind you I said good not great). So maybe it's not a classic, maybe its not an illmatic or a reasonable doubt or even a blueprint...or dare i say it, a carter II...but it still rocks. My favorite song would have to be "dontgetit/misunderstood"...with the nina simone sample, YES! I listened to the entire 10 minute thing where he bashes Al Sharpton, compares himself to MLK, gives us the difference between a suburb and a hood, and also justifies why sex offenders are still on the prowl...yea. I also dig "La La" and of course "Dr. Carter" is the shit (he outraps jay). Wayne really spits on this album, cop it, or burn it, or download it...i don't care, just get in the know YA DIGGGG! hahahahahaha
o and just so you know there are multiple editions of "a milli" roamin' the streets...you had to have heard the Lil' Chuckie version on DA Drought is over 1,000,006, right? Right. There is also a version with Lil'Mama...i don't care what nobody say, that chick is the future of female rap--mama can spit, hot fire, yea
i gotta put this picture up again because it still makes me laugh
AND FYI
LIL WAYNE SAID HE QUIT COKE...BECAUSE IT GAVE HIM ACNE
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not because it could potentially kill me, but because it gave me acne...there is the modern world for you
final judgement: u could slap a bitch over this album, cuz it's pretty damn good...hot and tempting, all that shit. booyah! (yeah i said booyah)
Posted by kimmie e at 10:46 AM 2 comments
Labels: lil wayne