Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Dude. I. Know. I'm. Getting. Fat.

Remember this fuckery?

Ok so, I don't know if you guys remember a few years ago, when Derek Luke (chocolate fineness) and Boris Kodjoe (caramel? fineness), were doing a press junket for the movie Baggage Claim, and the topic of "keeping it tight" came up some way or another. While Derek (who is either more media-savvy, or who was better prepared by his PR folks), declared that he loved his wife no matter what, Kodjoe went into some bullshit ass soliloquy about how he was married to his "girlfriend" and she was married to her "boyfriend" and they had a mutual duty to keep it together for each other. He caught some flack, but Black Female Twitter wasn't as formidable in those days as it is now. The internets moved on and let him make it. I did not. Cuz that was some bullshit.

Because Life

Y' is kicking my assssssssss right now. And I'm not the only one. The world has lost its collective mind, And it's...a lot. I mean, damn. The election....I just can't. Police shootings, shootings of police. It's fucking summer, so no matter what you do or where you are it's hot as Satan's butt crack. Clueless celebrities. Angry citizens. Marches, protests, joblessness. Bullshit jobedness. The fucked-up-but-supposedly-getting-better economy. Shit. For who? But that's a post for another day. I'm just saying. Shit is fucked up right now. And there's no shame in admitting that.